"A (wo)man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of (her)his life in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of beautiful God has implanted in the human soul."- Goethe















Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Ach!

One event our family looks forward to every year is the annual Scottish Festival and Highland Games at Thanksgiving Point. There's nothing that strikes the core of my heart quite like the sound of a pipe band in the morning. It just calls to me. Imagine then, if you will, hundreds of marchers in a massive pipe band. It's pure love.


Kirk and I both pull from Scottish heritage (even our names prove it if Kirk's red beard doesn't) and have a deep love of bagpipes and kilts coursing through our veins. I know it makes us a little weird, and slightly "dungeons and dragons" dorky, but we've readily accepted our dorkiness. Say what you will.



We saw a world record broken, and my, what an athlete! Plus, it was Baby's first Scottish festival. She loved watching the swarthy men in kilts muscle heavy objects high into the air, or so she said. All three of us are super stoked for the other one coming up next month!
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  1. JeffJune 22, 2011 at 7:40 AM

    The wording of that last paragraph was a little ambiguous. I'm not sure if there's another festival coming up next month or another baby. I hope it's both.

    Either way, I'm glad you have embraced your dorkiness, that looks super fun.

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  2. Laura Nielson BaxterJune 22, 2011 at 10:11 AM

    Ha ha! You're right, it is ambiguous...there's another festival in Payson next month. It's free, which makes it that much more tempting.

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