I was sitting in a chair in our backyard today listening to the distant sounds of bagpipes. The day started out with a rainy morning but turned into a beautiful sunny afternoon. I was sitting out there enjoying the steady breeze and reading a book. On the wind blowing across the neighborhood was the sound of someone playing bagpipes. It was beautiful.
It was especially nice today earlier today and actually several times this week we've been seeing and hearing the playing of bagpipes during the many hours of ceremonies and processions taking place across Scotland after the death of the Queen of England at her palace in Scotland.
We have a neighbor over on Woodward Ave who plays the bagpipes and occasionally he will play while in his backyard or on the front porch. I have heard him many times over the years while sitting in our backyard and the wind is blowing from the northwest across the neighborhood. There have been a couple of times when we were on our evening walk that would saw him standing in his driveway in his backyard playing his bagpipes.
So today it seemed appropriate for him to be playing his pipes in what seemed to be in mourning for the Queen. The Queen had a personal piper who played for her every morning. Becky and I saw a group of Scottish soldiers marching along with bagpipes outside Buckingham Palace in London during one of our trips there. It was some kind of event ceremony. We also saw several pipers in Edinburgh busking on street corners along the Royal Mile. I'm not a big fan of the bagpipes but there certainly is a time and place for them.
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