bagpipes
Bagpipes and the Sea
Beautiful day by the ocean in Moclips, Washington. The sun was shining, but it wasn’t too hot. Aaron got out his bagpipes and played to the sea. It’s not so loud when the pipes are competing with the surf… There was quite a bit of wind stirring the dust and sand, and making for some […]
Auld Lang Syne
No, the house piper is not playing tonight; it’s been a long time since Aaron has had time (and a decent location) to do any serious practicing on his pipes. We’ve been so busy lately, we completely forgot about Burns Night, and didn’t make any plans. But in honor of Robbie Burns birthday, I’ll leave […]
PNW Highland Games 2009
As it turns out, I have a lot to learn about packing my daughter up to go anywhere more than 5 minutes away from home. This weekend was the PNW Highland Games in Enumclaw, Washington. We go every year. Every year we get sunburned, eat greasy food, and listen to really loud music – and […]
The Original Marching Bands
Part of the ritual of the Highland games is the massing of the bands. At moment’s like these, it is not difficult to understand why the bagpipes were considered weapons of war. The piper in the blue and green kilt below is Tyrone. He is the Pipe Major for the Elliot Bay Pipe Band and […]
PNW Highland Games 2008
This weekend Mr. H, The Outlaw Baker (my little brother, Timmy), and I attended the PNW Highland Games. Mr. H was not competing this year so our presence at the games was entirely for the purpose of listening to some loud music eating a lot of food (no haggis this year, we couldn’t handle the […]
Tartans and Pipers and Swords Oh My…
This weeked was the Pacific Northwast Highland Games at the fairgrounds in Enumclaw, Washington. We try to get up there every year, and each time we go we have a blast and get sunburned. This year we were especially careful about using sunblock, staying in the shade and my husband even bought me a hat, […]
Lament of the Piper’s Wife
Shortly after our wedding, my husband decided he wanted to learn how to play the bagpipes. He had a set of pipes he had once bought on a whim at a swap meet and then allowed to collect dust for years. These pipes were old, made in Pakistan – which by most everybody’s account means […]