What a nice day! My mother, my aunt, my cousin and I went to the Niagara Celtic Festival in Olcott New York. Olcott is on Lake Ontario. I don't travel the 20-or-so minutes it takes to get to the lake very often, so I am always surprised by what a huge expanse of water it is. This is a relevant observation because the day began with the arrival of Bonnie Prince Charles. I am always thrilled to see a tall ship.
I love the bagpipes and the marching bands were a lot of fun to watch. We managed to snag a perfect place to watch the proceedings - a picnic table under an oak tree. I brought my spinning wheel and a number of cute little kids stopped to watch me. Honestly, though, I was by far not the most eccentric person there. It was kind of fun to be at an event that was essentially a come-as-you-are party. As it happens there are a number of men out there just itching to put on kilts and go somewhere. Some of those men participated in Highland games. My favorite is the caber toss. There was a man on a loudspeaker who did a good job describing the rules and scoring system for the various events along with a little history of the origins of each event.
When I got home from the festival, I took my favorite-little-boy-in-the-world and the-sweetest-little-girl-I-know to their swimming lessons. I have no pictures, which is just as well because the internet is not ready for a picture of me in a swimsuit.