Nasim Al Shukr
Saqlawi
A farm is not measured by how many horses it keeps, but by what it leaves in the generation that follows. We select carefully, breed slowly, and keep only what deserves to be kept.
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Stallions, mares and foals — each with its own page and its own pedigree.
Saqlawi
Hadban
Hadban
Dahman
Saqlawi
The Arabian is not only a breed. It is the memory of a desert and of the people who kept it. We hold what reached us, and pass it on as we received it.
Stables, arenas and pastures, all shaped around the horse’s day rather than ours.
Wide, well-ventilated boxes where a horse can see the others without being among them.
A carefully prepared surface, because what is under the hoof decides a working horse’s years.
Hours outside every day — the single most important thing a foal is given in its first year.
A quiet, monitored place where mares are watched before foaling and after.
Every foal here is the result of a choice made two years earlier. We watch, and we give it time.
A long night in the breeding barn, over shortly before first light.
Sire above, dam below — and everything between them is the story.
From the first feed before dawn to the last round after sunset.