MEET OUR MARES
SOME WE HUNTED FOR YEARS. SOME WERE bred here AND STAYED BECAUSE nothing ON THE MARKET
matched them.
We’d rather wait years than settle.
SOME MARES earn THEIR retirement
MEET ELEKTRA
When Elektra came off the trailer, I made her a promise.
A great life. A forever home.
She is the alpha of this farm. She runs the herd the way a good mare runs a herd. Fair. Firm. Settled in her own authority. She does not need to be loud. She does not need to prove anything. The other horses simply know.
She is older now. She carries the old bloodlines that built the Rocky Mountain Horse breed. She stands 15.1 hands, with the thick bone and excellent conformation. She is naturally and beautifully gaited.
This will be her third foal at American Dream Horse. And her last.
But the truth of who Elektra is comes down to one story from last year.
After delivering her baby, Elektra’s milk did not come in the way it needed to on the first day. Her baby needed to nurse, and there wasn’t enough there.
So Elektra stood.
For twenty-six hours she did not lie down. She stayed on her feet and let her baby nurse every drop she had, over and over, until her body finally caught up.
That is a mare.
That is who she is when nobody is watching. When it is just her and a hungry foal and a body that has to keep going.
After this next one, she rests. She grazes. She holds the herd together the way older mares do. With a look. With a step. With the settled presence of a horse who has done her share.
A great life. A forever home.
A promise kept.
MEET MUKTI
SOME MARES COME looking FOR you
Before you even make it to the gate, Mukti is already walking toward you. You don’t have to call her. You don’t have to catch her. She catches you.
Mukti is young enough to run and play with her babies, and mature enough to raise them. The lessons start on day one. She sets boundaries. She enforces them. But there are things her babies seem to learn from her that are harder to teach.
When Mukti’s 2026 filly was only a month old, my heart horse became sick. I remember looking out and seeing that little foal standing beside her. She wasn’t playing. She wasn’t asking for attention. She was just there. Watching over her. I will never forget it.
There are things we can breed for. Conformation. Gait. Genetics. And then there are qualities that are harder to measure.
Empathy. Intuition. A remarkable capacity for connection.
The healing power of presence.. You cannot put those things on a pedigree. But you know them when you see them.
Her 2026 filly gave us every reason to keep her. Correct. Beautifully gaited. Rare genetics. And then she gave us something more.
A remarkable capacity for connection.
Mukti is one of the last daughters of HMH Shoot N The Moon, a well-loved stallion whose life ended too soon. There are only so many daughters left to carry his story forward.
But there is only one Mukti.
MEET AKASHI
SOME MARES know THE answer
Akashi is just as smart as she is gritty.
Before Akashi ever proved herself on the trail, she was already a WGC Yearling Conformation Champion.
There was still so much of Akashi we hadn’t met yet.
I started her myself. Long before I ever rode her down those trails, we walked them together.
One day, when Akashi was two, we were working in a creek, practicing the steep embankments, when she stepped off into mud that swallowed her to the chest.
She didn’t panic. She didn’t fight. She stopped.
And looked to me for the answer.
Her partner.
Today, Akashi reads the person on her back.
Put a beginner on her and she changes.
She slows down. Becomes careful.
Put an experienced rider on her and there is more horse underneath.
The steeper hill. The harder trail. The bigger ride.
Akashi is the mare you point down the side of a mountain and grin.
Bold. Independent. Opinionated. Protective.
The kind of mare who knows exactly who she is.
When she was two, she looked to me for the answer.
Now just point her toward the mountain.
She knows what to do.
MEET LABOMBA
SOME MARES ARE easy TO love
Labomba is the girl next door.
Easygoing. No drama.
She loves attention. Loves to be brushed. Loves a bath.
And she loves when you sing to her.
Stand beside Labomba and sing, and she gets still.
Her breathing gets deeper.
So you keep singing.
You brush her a little longer than you needed to. You stay a little longer than you planned.
And somewhere along the way, your breathing gets a little deeper too.
Labomba is the peacemaker.
MEET BLUE
SOME mares KNOW WHO THEY are
Blue has never wondered whether she belongs.
She likes people, loves a compliment, and responds to praise with the quiet certainty of someone who already suspected you were going to say that. Words of affirmation are apparently her love language.
Then there is the way she moves.
There is no searching for gait with Blue. No asking for it. She finds it as naturally as she walks across the field. It is simply part of her.
But if you really want to understand Blue, watch her with her baby.
She is proud. Blue wants you to come see what she made. She brings them close, lets you admire them, and seems perfectly content to let them believe the world belongs to them, too.
Her 2026 foal recently snuck out of the maternity pasture, leaving her mother and all her friends behind to visit the big mare pasture and help herself to the better grass. Apparently, she saw no reason she shouldn’t be there.
Guess you could say Blue’s foals have a rather high opinion of themselves.
We suspect they learned it from their mother.
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