So, they’re Scottish. The Highland bagpipes are the ones you can hear from miles & miles away. The Irish pipes are often called small pipes and sound as different as ukuleles do to an acoustic guitar. Its a haunting plaintive music, the pipes. A sound I’ve grown used to over the years being married to a piper. St. Patrick’s day is a day of marathon piping for my family. Parades & marching bands & suddenly every bar is a Pub for a day. Practicing at dusk this week, I took a few shots of the pied piper getting ready to play for his tips, pints, & shots of good Scotch.
A Celtic Blessing:
May the blessing of light be on you—
light without and light within.
May the blessed sunlight shine on you
and warm your heart
till it glows …
light without and light within.
May the blessed sunlight shine on you
and warm your heart
till it glows …
Here are a few:
Happy to be so,
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