On my way downtown the other day, I came across there fellows out side of a church. This is not an everyday occurrence, but at the same time, neither is it unheard of. I don't know why there were there, or what they were doing ( besides practicing for some even). I certainly wasn't going to interrupt them and ask! But it did sound wonderful and it did make the bright day just a little brighter.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Pipers at the Gates
On my way downtown the other day, I came across there fellows out side of a church. This is not an everyday occurrence, but at the same time, neither is it unheard of. I don't know why there were there, or what they were doing ( besides practicing for some even). I certainly wasn't going to interrupt them and ask! But it did sound wonderful and it did make the bright day just a little brighter.
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I love to listen to the bagpipes.
I love the bagpipes too! And men in kilts --but that is a different story ;) There is something about the pipes (when played well) that gives me chills.
Regardless, these guys are likely the Fredericton Society of St. Andrew Pipe Band. They compete all over Canada and sometimes internationally. I hear them every year in August at the Glengary Highland games in Maxville Ontario (1 hour from Ottawa). They are quite good.
Everytime I hear bagpipes I think of my Dad :) At the Firehall, where his funeral was, they had a Piper lead us all in... chokes me up just hearing them now but I love the sound :)
Me, I think of the final scene of The Wrath of Khan. Sad, I know.
Loved reeading this thank you
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