Houston and I just got home from the Burns Supper, hosted by the Abilene Pipers Association. We had SO much fun...we ran into friends, enjoyed the music, and ate WAY too much (yes, we both tried the haggis!).
Not only did Sue bring me the photos you see here (her husband sent a CD of images and movie clips), but also check out the link provided by Robert in blog comments to see lots of images from the 2008 supper. (Just a note...next year's Burns Supper will have to be really spectacular since it will be Burns' 250th birthday!)
The most rousing poem of the evening, performed in song by a band called The Axe Wounds (hmm...I might have that wrong...a band called The Axe Wounds? I'll see if I can find the program to check on that!), was Burns' "Scots Wha Hae." Read the lyrics for yourself, and you'll see why it was so powerful.
Our Scottish great-grandfather, Homer Reid, would have been so proud of Houston tonight, holding hands with strangers and singing "Auld Lang Syne." What a lovely evening...and it doesn't hurt that this even sparked Dear Nephew's interest in playing the bagpipes!