In Spanish they're called Padrones, the Patrons, and they are magnificent! In all colors and shapes and breeds. They have two things in common, their beauty and grace.

Belonging to the rich and famous, they live pampered lives on the sprawling ranch at Casa deCampo.

Most valued over six figures, they wake each morning to the sounds of roosters crowing and grooms calling out softly to each other and to the the middle class polo pony remudas, themselves worth thousands, in the corals around them.

The fluttering of doves as they swoop into the corrals to scoop the last bits of feed fallen to the ground, is punctuated by the rasp and dull metal thud of the farrier as he begins his work and everywhere there is the sweet smell of hay.

The sun filters through the dust kicked up by ponies and ox drawn carts as the dawn breaks on this idyllic scene. The sounds and smell of a time past, or in this case, encapsulated, protected from the modern world.

This is a special place! A place fit for kings, for the Padrones that are the Stallions of Casa de Campo.

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