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I dream of a white Christmas!</div>
KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-75048619662272115192012-10-21T07:44:00.002-07:002012-10-21T07:44:37.469-07:00Halloween or SamhainHalloween or <a href="http://inventors.about.com/od/sstartinventions/a/Samhain.htm"><span style="color: orange;">Samhain</span></a> had its beginnings in an ancient, pre-Christian Celtic festival of the dead. <br />
The Celtic peoples, who were once found all over Europe, divided the year by four major holidays. According to their calendar, the year began on a day corresponding to November 1st on our present calendar. The date marked the beginning of winter. Since they were pastoral people, it was a time when cattle and sheep had to be moved to closer pastures and all livestock had to be secured for the winter months. Crops were harvested and stored. The date marked both an ending and a beginning in an eternal cycle.<br />
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So, what are your plans for Samhain, or are you hiding under the bed?<br />
Hey! Who is that under here?KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-22966460548005645972012-03-22T19:22:00.003-07:002012-03-22T19:22:45.136-07:00It's Coming!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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April 6th is coming! National Tartan Day!</h2>KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-72754903797208440132010-12-31T15:26:00.000-08:002010-12-31T15:26:30.834-08:00First FootingThe Tradition<br />
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Following the Protestant Reformation in Scotland in the latter half of the sixteenth century, it was considered irreverent to celebrate dates of religious importance. Thus, merriment and celebrations were reserved for Hogmanay (pronounced Hog-muh-nay), this important part of the year combined both New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day with a celebration of good will and good fortune.<br />
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The use of the term "first-footin'", according to legend, is as follows:<br />
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fortune would smile on the household if the first person to set foot in the doorway on the New Year was a young man; presumably tall, handsome, healthy, dark haired, dark-eyed, and bearing gifts (such as a lump of coal, to warm the hearth; loaf of bread, for a plentiful table; and coins for prosperity). Today it does no harm if the first-footer carries a bottle of his best and favorite beverage to offer his host a drink and a toast, stating "Lang may your lum reek." This traditional Scottish salutation wishes its recipient long life and prosperity. It literally means “long may your chimney smoke” (hence the lump of coal).<br />
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A first-footer who arrived empty handed was seen as a terrible omen of poverty and loss in the New Year. However, it was traditionally believed that it spelled disaster upon the household if the first person across the threshold was a woman of any age, especially a blond. (This may be due to the Viking raiders, most of whom had blond hair and certainly spelled disaster upon any rival’s home that they visited.)<br />
A doctor or lawyer was also undesirable, as the first-footer; doctors would bring illness or death and lawyers would bring trouble and disaccord.<br />
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Several towns throughout the hillsides of Scotland continue an age old annual ritual of a walking the town limits to restate or reclaim the boundaries of the township. <br />
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These traditions have been adopted as part of the Rural Hill Hogmanay (Scottish New Year) celebration, known simply as “First Footin’”. Traditionally, the fulfillments of Hogmanay’s rituals and folklore have assured good crops, good health, and good fortune in the coming year.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-58875382404585141512010-11-15T18:37:00.000-08:002010-11-16T11:36:04.201-08:00Foothills Highland GamesWell Foothills Highland Games has came and gone for another year. Yeah!!! I am doing the "Happy Dance".<br />
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Woke up, vomiting and left hotel an hour later. Windshield was covered with frost, finally got it thawed and removed. It was the coldest it has ever been in the ten years of Foothills Highland Games. Still managed to arrive at park before sunrise. Drove into total <span style="background-color: white;">insanity! Too dark too see numbers on the field. One vendor just showed up - not approved to be a vendor or having paid be a vendor and no space assignment. Everyone was trying to plug in to generator that was only enough power for a certain number of vendors that paid for electric - kept blowing the circuits and then discovered someone was trying to run a fridge, TV, DVD player and WiFi that had been told if we had an outlet after the paying vendors hooked up he could hook up his TV and DVD player. G</span>ot my head bit off by a charity organizer's husband, lead singer of one of our bands almost took him out for being so rude to me - I was told later. Shawn, your my hero of the day!<br />
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Then the sun came out! Insert "Heavenly Music" here. Every thing went smoothly, I stayed in the VIP tent most of the day, being taken care of by the VIP tent chairmen. <br />
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Clan Scott's boxes and tent lay in Clan Scott's space all day long. I felt too bad to go set it up and didn't really care! Joe & Shirley, 2 Clan Scott members arrived and had Clan Scott's banner in the Parade of Tartans. <br />
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Photo from a warmer healthier day with Shirley and Joe. Wish I had a photo of Joe that day, he had on a LL Bean - flannel shirt in black and white Clan Scott tartan. <br />
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And for bravery - the award goes to Aubrey, who showed up to beautify the games. <br />
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If you are wondering about the three different looking tartans we are wearing, they aren't different except for color and weight. The weaving pattern is identical. Rick is wearing Scott Modern Green in a 16 oz weight wool, sweetest piece of fabric I have ever sewn!!! I have on Scott Modern Red in a 13 oz cotton, affordable! Lee is wearing, my favorite, Scott Ancient Green in a 10 or 12 oz blend. Why is there difference between Modern Green and Ancient Green? Modern is dyed in a chemical dye and Ancient was dyed in vegetable dye, originally. Oh yes, Rick is holding Scott Modern Red flag and Lee has the Scott Ancient Red flag.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-63996055874703087582010-07-13T13:38:00.000-07:002010-07-13T14:14:00.960-07:00Grandfather Mountain Highland Games<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSM5DMs2E-ycYU3F47wtC2IP7AxnB5qbP6A9GyCyqjGaxMGbL5ulLVjfanId-oWSIxfVFAj_ROwDa9hm4JNsdCwIS9pFsV17B82cFbUSQozxodTjtyKinfsFuAyGywsfNhE8yoiFiDPAc/s1600/DSCN1242.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493500244494652594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSM5DMs2E-ycYU3F47wtC2IP7AxnB5qbP6A9GyCyqjGaxMGbL5ulLVjfanId-oWSIxfVFAj_ROwDa9hm4JNsdCwIS9pFsV17B82cFbUSQozxodTjtyKinfsFuAyGywsfNhE8yoiFiDPAc/s400/DSCN1242.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrfth9J1jluFMf3DjF3U2lfjNRq3gBPJECsma7PZOX0D0mWU7Sx0RCg1d9O9I9SOv4TfFp7aU3v2ckM7X_O8ALW3vouC3O5UC6pHK3V1h4PMgE3FdQBDTwqSdTEEFz-v3f7LfzENePBDI/s1600/DSCN1244.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493499607538189346" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK9gzKhEx9yYHKdmAntS5K3cPi4o7_OUm6YiiPcKJyaejtkmTra2yhfXNbNm-_DfC_PcMLOGJdIBGVE3b5fjBLNYFC-6BrRXE2CNx8e6YE0E1f8NbRBRJKbFpcLBt9i8fbvPD8dM0iQZ4/s400/DSCN1235.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div>At the Patron's Reception.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTqoFSCnnytK1-d8obJY28cef3jjIYEgA1CfHkjDFx84UEVRTSJzQnR9uC9XMmUcVTNCAhunFlnWVyD8I0rnXlQk7XTkBcwVHeKlcQhEq3V4d5H0J1X8szA6ecYtKSU_TZAno4egzu5GU/s1600/DSCN1289.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493497461789124946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTqoFSCnnytK1-d8obJY28cef3jjIYEgA1CfHkjDFx84UEVRTSJzQnR9uC9XMmUcVTNCAhunFlnWVyD8I0rnXlQk7XTkBcwVHeKlcQhEq3V4d5H0J1X8szA6ecYtKSU_TZAno4egzu5GU/s400/DSCN1289.JPG" border="0" /></a>Scotts in front of Clan Scott tent. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Yg5suGJgk2r45FmPPYcQbG9OUcju-rzwmZHqwpYu_cgYOGDJtE4Z-jw20WcLYPCRv0Prj_iks8OAcQB8itJY4HfqYLNJiGTUiOhp2Esk8EvDEu38ysu0n_Nn1JBUEmawo-onQ9vYe9k/s1600/Cairn+Stones+with+Scotts.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493496779987767170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Yg5suGJgk2r45FmPPYcQbG9OUcju-rzwmZHqwpYu_cgYOGDJtE4Z-jw20WcLYPCRv0Prj_iks8OAcQB8itJY4HfqYLNJiGTUiOhp2Esk8EvDEu38ysu0n_Nn1JBUEmawo-onQ9vYe9k/s400/Cairn+Stones+with+Scotts.jpg" border="0" /></a> Clan Scott at the Cairn Stones. </div></div></div></div>KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-22363537839100373992010-06-04T16:03:00.000-07:002010-06-04T16:11:09.513-07:00Greater Greenville SC Scottish Games & Highland Festival<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_rzglNQHiD1QfLKUr58urSFjmOm38pHj0VDT_CJn8gUpJvRsx1_56eHINJFV4TCn5D-KOk3moaMRMzkOryqecrfkZFWeFtiPUd6EO2Z_l8pChPA9nckVtTyrSUal7e-TdBx7Y9yhsaJ0/s1600/100_4016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479059012470097474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_rzglNQHiD1QfLKUr58urSFjmOm38pHj0VDT_CJn8gUpJvRsx1_56eHINJFV4TCn5D-KOk3moaMRMzkOryqecrfkZFWeFtiPUd6EO2Z_l8pChPA9nckVtTyrSUal7e-TdBx7Y9yhsaJ0/s400/100_4016.JPG" border="0" /></a>A few of the Scott's stopped by the Clan Scott tent to hangout and visit.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi00TVPw0qehtnIimXeDKIZxjR8ziRDaMxlwqUvzrGDsSWGWo3cfGd8V1UO4fJLYLGT14NSlly_AWOt4kDjqHCZv2oOFVzyYAv0rxcujMysXpuQeB5rtYv4WmecojZWb4bsrL_bq_yGNJ4/s1600/28323_1299389330363_1399314586_30636976_4462518_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479058648865828482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi00TVPw0qehtnIimXeDKIZxjR8ziRDaMxlwqUvzrGDsSWGWo3cfGd8V1UO4fJLYLGT14NSlly_AWOt4kDjqHCZv2oOFVzyYAv0rxcujMysXpuQeB5rtYv4WmecojZWb4bsrL_bq_yGNJ4/s400/28323_1299389330363_1399314586_30636976_4462518_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then a few more people dropped by briefly, to chat.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAuyMfhok1DOv5NPL79mUkQuY4EBJ82IOjjTWyPj3y5K0IuGTPEwDhR4FMaorbbrB47YFfOnrwKvJXzbuU9IDWIWqEmOJZd8lRqCR1hnDeMz9euFCC3sprTALMpkR1hWT3aY2JqA1-jFA/s1600/Prince+%26+Clan+Scott+tent.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-70764125156769706122010-05-18T10:21:00.000-07:002010-05-19T13:32:14.556-07:00Sir Walter Scott vs. Robert BurnsOne of my Facebook friends had an interesting comment, the other day:<br />We have a George Washington's birthday on the calender and a Martin Luther King, Jr. birthday on the calender , then why do we not have a Sitting Bull birthday or a Crazy horse? you know I am just saying fair is fair, right?<br /><br />My thoughts continued to:<br />Kind of like all the "Robert Burn's Dinners" , why not a "Sir Walter Scott Dinner". Walter was a "Sir" and wrote a whole lot more than Robert! <em>Thing to add to the "Why?" list.</em><br /><br />An August dinner would be so much pleasanter to attend than a January dinner. High heels on ice, a brisk breeze up hubby's kilt, creeping down a slick hillside road to site of venue; don't forget the $25-$35 per person. Oh, yes, I have been there. "How soon can we leave for home and defrost?" One wee shot of import Scotch at $8-$12 isn't going to work!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472667932018433938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh45NCxpI6f2Bl3-Bh0HpQmedyK0EV_nP27ntekXSu0ZYjss2qOxar9hqY4q8T0EKfqHxZRMapo-bTTf4uoZFsUUDbg_eetUYQouZa2TGttReKqAZYKxx_Ky_qS_ITq7ZXaynsnzlB_uKE/s400/lochlomond.jpg" border="0" /><br />August dinner could be held in a sunny park like setting. a few choice reads of excerpts from plays by Walter, everyone joining to sing "<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uZ-p-tN8Gs"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Loch Lomond</span></a>" - lyrics are said to be written by the Duchess of Buccleuch, and how about everyone bringing their favorite Scottish dish to share.<br /><br />That seems like my kind of fun. How about camping together and having a relaxed pleasant time for the week end - "On the Bonny Bonny Shores of Loch ----?Norman?" Yea that works!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472669196431675106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRDm5wEDh0diM_m-5ZRhrO_25TdFJhj5E_Zs2jL84NqGPB9PpAqpOPnGdti-LmbmjGuEvSKrLeSevgC5cxhkbqsEeojIALwMFKd2j82OFOU5cgb3WF8IohABr3R8Xt6FJMfmTjpyuwGs4/s400/lakenorman.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />Frugal in the proper Scottish tradition. Bring the kids and the grandkids, no babysitter.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-88840602370775226642010-04-06T10:32:00.001-07:002010-04-06T11:08:34.023-07:00April 6th is National Tartan Day<div>Scott Modern Red<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7eUN2dDW4G57ba1EHw9O1qBRFuNafvYe_zjWFlgSPZFszQYRCy1fEyv_w3L7af97mKz8SRbIRAN-ak6pUQgi1l2oAxVojoVEne2ReDoC1NGSqjgoLwOYl0buH8unajYXSXnfi4RWgrg/s1600/ScottRedModern.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457078997162799586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 406px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7eUN2dDW4G57ba1EHw9O1qBRFuNafvYe_zjWFlgSPZFszQYRCy1fEyv_w3L7af97mKz8SRbIRAN-ak6pUQgi1l2oAxVojoVEne2ReDoC1NGSqjgoLwOYl0buH8unajYXSXnfi4RWgrg/s400/ScottRedModern.jpg" border="0" /></a> Today is National Tartan Day. </div><br /><div>When choosing a tartan you can sometimes have a difficult choice in which side of your family to honor.</div><div>Normally the father's or husband's tartan is the tartan a girl or woman wears.</div><div>Exception being if the mother's family outranks the father's. Normally a Stewart/Stuart tartan would not be outranked, being the line of Royalty. </div><div>But: </div><div>I choose to wear the Scott tartans. </div><div>I grew up surrounded by my mother's family, the Scotts. </div><div>My mother was eldest living daughter of twelve siblings. </div><div>She was a second mother to her youngest siblings. </div><br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>My father's family, the Butes, cut ties, with my mother and I, after my father's death. </div><div>I did ask his only living brother to walk me down the aisle when I married the first time; that was the last time I ever saw my uncle. </div><br /><div></div>Stuart of Bute<br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9fahyphenhyphenX_Zd-DoNg-pnxjgnIL6aWQLJiAhaRewUkZNq9S1VlTPYfFeawb68YH3cqur7r-LFexby310RjwDPQ7zKSSVFdosWk19sJj54o05tieLXuLdmdPVFsT3KjmiEPRLf5odHtdTwMpY/s1600/StuartBute.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457087362829932194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9fahyphenhyphenX_Zd-DoNg-pnxjgnIL6aWQLJiAhaRewUkZNq9S1VlTPYfFeawb68YH3cqur7r-LFexby310RjwDPQ7zKSSVFdosWk19sJj54o05tieLXuLdmdPVFsT3KjmiEPRLf5odHtdTwMpY/s400/StuartBute.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYUkSEqgX4R9468vvzWWFIvZvd5mT2yyTP0-d2hViea6ilTXJb_3Hxx8R9g4BDqBclY5bhpkoTNBWJaj2fZjoWKa1pn6kCEZOWRGfMGM3Xi3nobv7NK37AUj_nV9XxIE4SvASdyTLsMnA/s1600/StuartBute.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOM7CJ2W08F5598BDbA8I1YqtsqRFSpCNMeqLOGAAHxtSOzqjhlzTFix80lfhe3bgt25EK9AifXnoKPNHVMeo4RGPvLbHvWfIKS5IWq5folfl6tBFme92-_Cw4JfrWQGM8p6Mn6t4EP1o/s1600/ScottGreenMod.jpg"></a></div></div>KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-49608135864081308402010-03-31T18:25:00.000-07:002010-03-31T18:29:56.934-07:00Border Reivers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4LVgq061kbP8A9THxk7UaOpQA9sw4f8fbMjYfo915tuKXlIcobh2RRvxDCqxms3kuswg0wDOlU0RS_Yw8HAs-bMZA7w2HPtJzmuYt-V6H6CUOBeqFAVHd-21ih4SRG-9r379ETXvS164/s1600/Border+ReiverWatHarden.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454974893911202194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4LVgq061kbP8A9THxk7UaOpQA9sw4f8fbMjYfo915tuKXlIcobh2RRvxDCqxms3kuswg0wDOlU0RS_Yw8HAs-bMZA7w2HPtJzmuYt-V6H6CUOBeqFAVHd-21ih4SRG-9r379ETXvS164/s400/Border+ReiverWatHarden.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Border Reivers were <a title="Raider (piracy)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raider_(piracy)">raiders</a> along the <a class="mw-redirect" title="Anglo–Scottish border" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anglo%E2%80%93Scottish_border">Anglo–Scottish border</a> from the late 13th century to the end of the 16th century. Their ranks consisted of both <a title="Scotland" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scotland">Scottish</a> and <a title="England" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/England">English</a> families, and they raided the entire <a title="Border country" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Border_country">border country</a> without regard to their victims' nationality. Their heyday was perhaps in the last hundred years of their existence, during the <a title="Tudor dynasty" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tudor_dynasty">Tudor dynasty</a> in England.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>If you ever had a relative that you thought had murderess tendencies - </strong></div><div><strong>"You might be a Border Reiver!"</strong></div>KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-49156451403708611722010-03-17T09:54:00.000-07:002010-03-17T10:02:36.762-07:00Toast to Saint Patrick's Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK0siBXhb2keNMXeXPXVwvkdMdOnJmdl4QpCUymBSWl1NvfP7WUQbfYlEHfhWF9nW3CiGK5anMiEKNncJ-dRi67pdwU42KtVRYT7NEsg-581OYzSngRzd85_4ULY8y27EdeMrk5tUs10w/s1600-h/St+Patrick%27s.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449649059030378530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK0siBXhb2keNMXeXPXVwvkdMdOnJmdl4QpCUymBSWl1NvfP7WUQbfYlEHfhWF9nW3CiGK5anMiEKNncJ-dRi67pdwU42KtVRYT7NEsg-581OYzSngRzd85_4ULY8y27EdeMrk5tUs10w/s400/St+Patrick%27s.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#009900;"><strong>"Here's to you and yours, And to mine and ours, And if mine and ours ever come across you and yours, I hope you and yours will do as much for mine and ours as mine and ours have done for you and yours!</strong></span> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-37866535316358558322010-02-27T18:03:00.000-08:002010-02-27T18:11:59.547-08:002010 Games for NC Clan Scott<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj869Rq-76prIxQJEBL8mQXnbWJaDRXlSEjpqKCm3vUqjLNtFLDQpj6NIG0-UEQXTWNApjZbMDtJQfwkcTN0eC3VvSmGxORWuMDgfgaJUR46SD0ESg32tKW6Y0r0Gp9sahMxuslUPlQS8/s1600-h/Rampant+Lion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443110617716386610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj869Rq-76prIxQJEBL8mQXnbWJaDRXlSEjpqKCm3vUqjLNtFLDQpj6NIG0-UEQXTWNApjZbMDtJQfwkcTN0eC3VvSmGxORWuMDgfgaJUR46SD0ESg32tKW6Y0r0Gp9sahMxuslUPlQS8/s400/Rampant+Lion.jpg" border="0" /></a> I have updated the list, on the sidebar, of games NC Clan Scott will be attending and have a tent at. In addition to NC games I will, also, be at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Greenville</span> SC.<br /><br />The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Greenville</span> games are a "Don't Miss" this year, due to a very special Royal Guest.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-17387105358584894132010-01-01T13:52:00.000-08:002010-01-01T14:25:29.862-08:00Happy HogmanayIn Scotland, all the Scots' love of dancing, music, mischievous merry-making and, of course, <a href="http://www.heartoscotland.com/Categories/ScotchWhisky.htm">whisky drinking</a>, come together in the biggest party of the year - Hogmanay (New Year's Eve to the rest of us).<br />Consider the tremendous influence of <a href="http://www.heartoscotland.com/Categories/ScottishCustoms.htm">Scottish traditions</a> on our own New Year's Eve celebrations - what song do we all sing? Auld Lang Syne, naturally. What list do we all make on January 1? Our New Year's resolutions, a tradition invented by the Scots (yes, really). Why are guests told to BYOB? Because the Scots have a custom called "first footing" which consists of a handsome young man (we wish) being the first to cross our threshold as soon as the "bells ring" at midnight, bearing <a href="http://www.heartoscotland.com/Categories/ScottishCooking.htm">gifts of bread or meat</a> (food for the new year), coal (warmth for the new year), and, what else? <a href="http://www.heartoscotland.com/Categories/ScotchWhisky.htm">Whisky</a> - drink for the new year and by far the most important and consistently unforgotten contribution.<br />History of Hogmanay in Scotland<br />How did it come about that the Scots celebrate New Year's so much more heartily than Christmas? During the middle ages, Scotland celebrated a merry Christmas just as cheerfully, piously and faithfully as the other Celtic countries - a wonderful combination of celebrating the "Christ's Mass" in the Catholic tradition combined with Celtic customs and traditions that are familiar to us through celebrations in England and Ireland.<br />For instance, the Scots decorated their homes with mistletoe and juniper, created and performed comic skits (mumming), prepared and ate special foods, and carefully selected and prepared a Yule log (a tradition the Scots still maintain and Christmas itself is still often called "Yule" in Scotland).<br />Unfortunately, in the late 1500s, the Scottish Reformation took a strong stand against pagan (eg, Catholic) celebrations and abolished Christmas. They abolished it for four hundred years - no kidding. Christmas was not a day off work for most Scots until almost 1960. This is not to say the Scots didn't celebrate Christmas; it was just a private, family holiday without much ado.<br />But this went very much against Scots nature. The Scots like to party. They like to have fun. So in the early 1600s, they changed the date of New Year's from March 25 to January 1 and began celebrating Hogmanay.<br />As the original <a href="http://www.heartoscotland.com/Categories/CelticMythology.htm">midwinter celebrations</a> were based on the fire rituals of pagan times (the Yule log is an example), and as many Scots remained Catholic, especially in the Highlands, the resourceful Scots simply transferred the bulk of their Christmas celebrations to New Year's Eve and New Year's Day.<br />Throughout Scotland today, Hogmanay is a two-day holiday (no work on January 1 or 2) filled with all kinds of festivals, parties, bonfires and, now, fireworks. Edinburgh's Hogmanay Festival lasts for days and includes one of the most spectacular fireworks displays in the world. In many parts of Scotland, a midnight mass is still celebrated on New Year's Eve.<br />And just like us, they sing Auld Lang Syne and often wake up with a major hangover the next morning.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-25182895862279779422009-12-08T11:28:00.001-08:002009-12-08T11:59:40.777-08:00Scottish Christmas WalkIt was just good brisk Scottish weather. Cold & wet is always more tolerable with good friends/family.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiqCoYJr81_0LZxHHQ7ftfMnEkvnZaBSkHNdRnTPZpPo5xnBDpB_OdolnEpiYMBJBLxcDq06SDiHxjG1rHT5hZqHlH1Q5iCcZ2todfubek_-Hq0MfMc635vc3RtgP6tzvD63OUGFvdy5c/s1600-h/DSCN0850.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiqCoYJr81_0LZxHHQ7ftfMnEkvnZaBSkHNdRnTPZpPo5xnBDpB_OdolnEpiYMBJBLxcDq06SDiHxjG1rHT5hZqHlH1Q5iCcZ2todfubek_-Hq0MfMc635vc3RtgP6tzvD63OUGFvdy5c/s400/DSCN0850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412951427280844242" border="0" /></a>Sue Anne, Perry & Judith hiding from the weather before Scottish Christmas Walk.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjea3AaPkwIaqY7sl1Zw6_qTbWWxwPuHi2CcXYUkQ0HWrCyw4iLvUqTAzqwarMEGLbsW9vEV7dQLv_uMK0xSHt33l_VAu8H4FvNQJA5Fw8czfWv0JWkXQ_5q9pIodiwaKVIs-vMhsSei6I/s1600-h/DSCN0849.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjea3AaPkwIaqY7sl1Zw6_qTbWWxwPuHi2CcXYUkQ0HWrCyw4iLvUqTAzqwarMEGLbsW9vEV7dQLv_uMK0xSHt33l_VAu8H4FvNQJA5Fw8czfWv0JWkXQ_5q9pIodiwaKVIs-vMhsSei6I/s400/DSCN0849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412951233642466514" border="0" /></a><br />Rick & Clark hiding from the weather before Scottish Christmas Walk.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM_SIClrWeyCKrCCwfR9JR_nYm5_yuL4vAMjbkNGvpteppD8ozPJJrs3VCjKKuolGUViidnB1nSkXzTySelv-m44Eog49ssN3EJpwu1-nxmsxKLWNgEe_3lcpwL1XGg-WXdC16DppQtPA/s1600-h/DSCN0851.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM_SIClrWeyCKrCCwfR9JR_nYm5_yuL4vAMjbkNGvpteppD8ozPJJrs3VCjKKuolGUViidnB1nSkXzTySelv-m44Eog49ssN3EJpwu1-nxmsxKLWNgEe_3lcpwL1XGg-WXdC16DppQtPA/s400/DSCN0851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412950907175911762" border="0" /></a><br />Waiting for the Scottish Christmas Walk to begin. It started as rain, then the rain was joined by huge sloppy snow flakes as we started walking.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRssAN4cPe3opXwEu3D147R8M5NtsAdee4jTmgiiXoZqGXyurPSctoaYv7juMiPBZVubhO2QCxEKuI7k1_cDgk-bR9i4BKDsgMtj1ogJi2HiVgh4irQ4xpWUHg1J0gfZUd3CDpcAGlfmM/s1600-h/DSCN0855.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRssAN4cPe3opXwEu3D147R8M5NtsAdee4jTmgiiXoZqGXyurPSctoaYv7juMiPBZVubhO2QCxEKuI7k1_cDgk-bR9i4BKDsgMtj1ogJi2HiVgh4irQ4xpWUHg1J0gfZUd3CDpcAGlfmM/s400/DSCN0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412951744384961154" border="0" /></a><br />After the Walk, in The Fish Market, for Lunch. Ron was one of the drier of our group, look at his shirt.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_brm8oygRl1uwm_0r5AUK9kufAjA4W8fTk-rdxArBEz2mHHqrZZ6EznDd8sfMDtMLCcjB_8jS6Ijo0JPDdaE8zE3V3UtK0I0Qb1bENLyeRIR3grUXEYZFlZmrCEtvXdPpXS9q_9uopaU/s1600-h/DSCN0861.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_brm8oygRl1uwm_0r5AUK9kufAjA4W8fTk-rdxArBEz2mHHqrZZ6EznDd8sfMDtMLCcjB_8jS6Ijo0JPDdaE8zE3V3UtK0I0Qb1bENLyeRIR3grUXEYZFlZmrCEtvXdPpXS9q_9uopaU/s400/DSCN0861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412952223108184786" border="0" /></a><br />David, Perry, Sue, Sue Anne, ___?, Judith.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg61ug_Z0HtXDb_fztgzqKwjupJlZQSPuaOc2S0N3mCl50L20sbQCWilSUeAcao3kLyE3CW6tK3mzG9WCZD9G-q_9xWYPTKH1qlY6GLqYI9xXboQxvKLckr6Soqei6QZoHYb7lO8Kazv6g/s1600-h/DSCN0860.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg61ug_Z0HtXDb_fztgzqKwjupJlZQSPuaOc2S0N3mCl50L20sbQCWilSUeAcao3kLyE3CW6tK3mzG9WCZD9G-q_9xWYPTKH1qlY6GLqYI9xXboQxvKLckr6Soqei6QZoHYb7lO8Kazv6g/s400/DSCN0860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412952438835499618" border="0" /></a><br />Clark, Wayne, Patti & Ron.<br /><br />Check out the size of the glasses on the table, they looked more like fishbowls on a pedestals.<br /><br />We had a terrific weekend, in spite of the weather!KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-61814515350283473412009-12-02T12:50:00.000-08:002009-12-02T13:12:03.240-08:00Foothills Highland Games 11-7-2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVZeZQCSn65vscmeIiHtXF-AOgWKDpfTpkYGtarheXk5uXa38HXE2IG372XRZuvlyyUDae2LaAITjViIwpUJXCoxl-Ae9wbR0IhpabBZgo7pk9Gva6pPzfISnbSieXCT7DB6WUAK7wGSM/s1600-h/DSCN0659.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVZeZQCSn65vscmeIiHtXF-AOgWKDpfTpkYGtarheXk5uXa38HXE2IG372XRZuvlyyUDae2LaAITjViIwpUJXCoxl-Ae9wbR0IhpabBZgo7pk9Gva6pPzfISnbSieXCT7DB6WUAK7wGSM/s400/DSCN0659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410745233132093026" border="0" /></a> <br />Two months before Foothills Highland Games Rick suddenly and unexpectedly became President of S.C.O.T.S. and Director of the Games; and in turn I became Secretary of S.C.O.T.S. and Entertainment Chairman aka: "Damage Control Officer".<br />WOW - was I there in the Clan Scott tent long enough for this photo? I must have been! <br />I have a very big "Thank You!" for Shirlee Olinger, Joe Olinger, Sue Anne Scott-Ramsey and David Ramsey for covering the tent for me.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-84367791884539029742009-10-30T17:25:00.001-07:002009-10-30T17:39:57.548-07:00Border Gathering<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkMGI9jz9pH0guC_3VQBG1sqRWpalWC9T0USr__Du_WH0YXeOwHjJ38_1gVOc_wt2yVfjB8fNxx_fUP4K0rBCPe8GZ-3cGhOsXpZ6rcVDEjvG1wzX0FZ7Qjqrpj6noYrtvmjrfg-lYSGA/s1600-h/scotland2+239.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398554825300574546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkMGI9jz9pH0guC_3VQBG1sqRWpalWC9T0USr__Du_WH0YXeOwHjJ38_1gVOc_wt2yVfjB8fNxx_fUP4K0rBCPe8GZ-3cGhOsXpZ6rcVDEjvG1wzX0FZ7Qjqrpj6noYrtvmjrfg-lYSGA/s400/scotland2+239.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />How <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">eerie</span> is it to see a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Saltare</span> in the sky over a Scottish Gathering?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYzdwYamIhxSvE1udJcmtpWT2_cBK-IjT9PYrw7KoeidyHz184IlsTAz1ILoDeLLhRGKIu3tlLB3FxK5V3JBoQaLlNFPv9h1tHur0t276pwucKyNSjUGckIpwNGIWBFT54FkBADsqiQPQ/s1600-h/scotland2+242.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398554662255618786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYzdwYamIhxSvE1udJcmtpWT2_cBK-IjT9PYrw7KoeidyHz184IlsTAz1ILoDeLLhRGKIu3tlLB3FxK5V3JBoQaLlNFPv9h1tHur0t276pwucKyNSjUGckIpwNGIWBFT54FkBADsqiQPQ/s400/scotland2+242.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />What fine looking bunch of Scott laddies.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5S8vmKZRwWRu4bSGAeG2V8B9K4RL7Xh20xgtGk-FWzykWzaXaNpr-4RsqJzY246JwqWTRt0PZwwoZ05HpwHvOUDQPPxOULNSRCwP0LDyGj-yuncMqaSCPTthq99iTEy-uMyWFiDp7QVs/s1600-h/scotland2+175.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398554308402761490" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5S8vmKZRwWRu4bSGAeG2V8B9K4RL7Xh20xgtGk-FWzykWzaXaNpr-4RsqJzY246JwqWTRt0PZwwoZ05HpwHvOUDQPPxOULNSRCwP0LDyGj-yuncMqaSCPTthq99iTEy-uMyWFiDp7QVs/s400/scotland2+175.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Sir Walter Scott, Judith & Clark ScottKQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-9719074822930359062009-10-20T13:53:00.000-07:002009-10-20T14:04:53.695-07:00My Scott Family<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1P3yCpScI-Ikluxg1OzD6ufzHyPkhGEvn3ZMdC0UQpUDLpGWMPEc-gDUTH-R6GHbPHBhXN96mG61SJgWkHAwFXFGhHr-ChWW5skR19NTB6h6IiMMGFOI59_PriQim3HR158d4fTiYMeE/s1600-h/James+%26+Lydia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394788789894181154" style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1P3yCpScI-Ikluxg1OzD6ufzHyPkhGEvn3ZMdC0UQpUDLpGWMPEc-gDUTH-R6GHbPHBhXN96mG61SJgWkHAwFXFGhHr-ChWW5skR19NTB6h6IiMMGFOI59_PriQim3HR158d4fTiYMeE/s400/James+%26+Lydia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My Grandparents - James & Lydia Scott<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPTqu4kBGO9vMPv8rKci99EKQhzXDFePMgmcYJllBKgX68QtOwnPHkhp1CRz6GarFa2s8u2Hee6ZYjDNTdQcA3H7Ryii18nJI7Wqs61PgkMQjyUaXFJ1cogE0Wq8890dkTB0j3qtGJhfc/s1600-h/Robert+%26+Ellen.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394788645806385122" style="WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPTqu4kBGO9vMPv8rKci99EKQhzXDFePMgmcYJllBKgX68QtOwnPHkhp1CRz6GarFa2s8u2Hee6ZYjDNTdQcA3H7Ryii18nJI7Wqs61PgkMQjyUaXFJ1cogE0Wq8890dkTB0j3qtGJhfc/s400/Robert+%26+Ellen.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My Greatgrandparents - Robert & Ellen Scott with their children - oldest to youngest: Robert Jr, Minnie, James, Henry and Mary.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkIpvGV7jMb4ZOqiCW19V9hrDXvRNbUZoh-dqmeKC_M1SZkSi4flPRsm77oJXhcIlohcWDLBCXmtFUFSzfvEQRzfLhlLLd2VkW2rcyI2H9XXiFrsJj7GAG7vufB1ZbMpb0tuRu4HTpb48/s1600-h/Robert+Ellen+Adeline+Samuel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394788528585984882" style="WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkIpvGV7jMb4ZOqiCW19V9hrDXvRNbUZoh-dqmeKC_M1SZkSi4flPRsm77oJXhcIlohcWDLBCXmtFUFSzfvEQRzfLhlLLd2VkW2rcyI2H9XXiFrsJj7GAG7vufB1ZbMpb0tuRu4HTpb48/s400/Robert+Ellen+Adeline+Samuel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Seated adults - GGF Robert Scott, his MIL GGGM Adeline Dennis, GGM Ellen Scott and GGGF Samuel Smith Scott with a lot of my mother cousins and their children.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-23628470713569134892009-09-17T20:49:00.000-07:002009-09-17T20:59:53.131-07:00HELP!!! NC SCOTTISH QUILTERS!!!Right now life has gone nuts!!!!!<br />Any one of Scottish, Irish, or from one of the Celtic Nations in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">ancestry</span>; and live almost close to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Hendersonville</span> or Lexington NC??? And Quilts??? I am trying to put together a "CELTIC INSPIRATION" quilt show & quilt as a fund raiser. We help set up the <a href="http://www.scotsfoothillshg.org/">Foothills Highland Games.</a>, I would like to have a display, in the VIP tent next year of Celtic Inspired Quilts. I am making a Celtic Dreams raffle quilt, but would really like to have a display of Celtic or Tartan Inspired Quilts.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-31947670146700646262009-09-12T15:19:00.001-07:002009-09-12T15:23:56.019-07:00Stress<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1MsOQ-Xl7JCQumRUDcL3CsMwfnZoBTmv0iDXae5KTsMIU8MUp5v66B-hdfL4A-EPewz2APLSus-FineGQSYwtiZO73_utsbKT81A42lvGqKNA1aqpZt1KdtPqQz3ny8fKPC_A1ijWoU/s1600-h/Stressed-Kitty-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380709236504456850" style="WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1MsOQ-Xl7JCQumRUDcL3CsMwfnZoBTmv0iDXae5KTsMIU8MUp5v66B-hdfL4A-EPewz2APLSus-FineGQSYwtiZO73_utsbKT81A42lvGqKNA1aqpZt1KdtPqQz3ny8fKPC_A1ijWoU/s400/Stressed-Kitty-2.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center">Who's getting stressed out?</div><div align="center">We have a month and a half until <a href="http://www.scotsfoothillshg.org/">Foothills Highland Games.</a><br /></div>KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-57696691535695823122009-08-17T12:44:00.000-07:002009-08-17T13:27:26.226-07:00Dan Makgow Smith - Foothills Highland GamesWhile returning from the AQS Quilt Show in Knoxville my friend Sue and I shopped our way back. At one of our stops I spotted this book on the check out counter. A thistle photo is like a stop sign for a couple of <span style="font-weight: bold;">Scots</span> (persons of Scottish decent). Beside it was a newspaper article, with photos, about the author - Dan Makgow Smith (Yes, he was wearing a kilt in the photo!). My friend and I are very involved in the <span style="font-weight: bold;">S.C.O.T.S.</span> (Scottish Clans of the South) organization, that puts on the Foothills Highland Games (November 7 - at Jackson Park, Hendersonville NC). We are always "brainstorming" to find new venues for the festival. Soooo, I told her, "We need to find out how to get him to come do a book signing, at the festival." The store sold me the last copy they had in stock, gave us Dan's business card and they took Sue's business card to pass on to Dan. Sue has been in contact with Dan and he will be coming to do a book signing at the festival.
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<br /><div style="font-style: italic;">Malcolm Macgow is good at what he does: a Scottish blacksmith. Living in Forfar, Scotland in the 1600's with his son, Ian, they make ends meet. Malcolm comes from a long line of blacksmith's and is teaching his son the trade as well. Although not officially single, he lives his life that way since his wife left him some time ago and has basically abandoned the family. His life takes a sudden change when a woman, Kate MacPherson, enters his life and turns him completely upside down emotionally. It doesn't take long before he falls madly in love with her. His life takes a turn for the worse when the local magistrate teams up with a group of domineering men who are bent on taking Malcolm's land right out from under him for purposes that are diabolical and not in the best interests of the town of Forfar. Malcolm's brother, Daniel, now living in the American colonies, has his own set of problems when he is accused of being in league with the Salem witch crowd. Daniel had sailed to America to make his own way in life as a fur trader, but fate had other plans for him in the name of an old family nemesis named, Theodore Higginbottom. Fleeing into the wilderness, Daniel evades capture and meets a woman by the name of Logan Moss, who he falls in love with. Eventually Daniel and Logan make their way back to Salem and prepare to make a stand with whatever awaits them there. In the present time, the brother's descendants come together, as family from America travel to Scotland where they discover their long lost relatives some three-hundred plus years later.
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<br /></div> KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-18404867227490665142009-07-17T10:48:00.000-07:002009-07-17T12:13:56.434-07:00GMHG Picture<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQ1Y5v3c9ADyniLOxwNtc9hTk03kJkuBqjGI2ARuD72ZzSG4jSZvLEp6zQydm-w5fe5AHM81VSpuG9tOHb4K27zsHlDZtLM1qTZLwMYz-jdlVIYawGvN0gznLkxFN0jvO0MopNCM3390/s1600-h/Rick+Rebecca+Henry+Sue+Clark+Judith.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487731764377794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQ1Y5v3c9ADyniLOxwNtc9hTk03kJkuBqjGI2ARuD72ZzSG4jSZvLEp6zQydm-w5fe5AHM81VSpuG9tOHb4K27zsHlDZtLM1qTZLwMYz-jdlVIYawGvN0gznLkxFN0jvO0MopNCM3390/s320/Rick+Rebecca+Henry+Sue+Clark+Judith.jpg" border="0" /></a> Friday evening at the Sponsor and Patron's Reception held at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Broyhill</span> Inn and Conference Center on the Appalachian State University campus. Left to right: Rick <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Leenders</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Rebecca</span> & Henry Scott, Sue <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Leenders</span>, Clark & Judith Scott.<br />These people look too distinguished to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">pillaging</span> & plundering - "Border <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Reivers</span>".<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0fqhFbd6aO1gMjIDfZKZY8QoxVFpcvOjDX4KvbwTG3WvK8wEXnSL4rVVZvYWQj7CTl8Qvw94VToUlRSuOvQ9ROr9yJq1NU9zM5C6xWrgdohBphr7iU4UnxbmbbN68N_vw-SCepPxy_aI/s1600-h/Shirlee+%26+Joe+Olinger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359505833628584706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0fqhFbd6aO1gMjIDfZKZY8QoxVFpcvOjDX4KvbwTG3WvK8wEXnSL4rVVZvYWQj7CTl8Qvw94VToUlRSuOvQ9ROr9yJq1NU9zM5C6xWrgdohBphr7iU4UnxbmbbN68N_vw-SCepPxy_aI/s320/Shirlee+%26+Joe+Olinger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Members Shirlee & Joe Olinger stopped to visit the Clan Scott tent.<br />They are avid golfers, hmmm, when is the next Tartan Golf Tournament?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie4-8Y6Bgz830XFtj_RhNc5704qUHiStEyQhATdPRxrEj5lK8svPqBCTjSdUrL2ejZ7gLTJ9N1e4hRuSKnWWe-px-jiHPEpjYnGgoa2T9g9MaXY7ancih3YWhA5NNo7gWa14rW2Ctx23Y/s1600-h/Woods+Family.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359506850877005954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie4-8Y6Bgz830XFtj_RhNc5704qUHiStEyQhATdPRxrEj5lK8svPqBCTjSdUrL2ejZ7gLTJ9N1e4hRuSKnWWe-px-jiHPEpjYnGgoa2T9g9MaXY7ancih3YWhA5NNo7gWa14rW2Ctx23Y/s320/Woods+Family.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />"Welcome, to Clan Scott,<br />Wood Family!"<br /><br />William, Shawna, Kameron, Kyleigh & Kassidy!<br /><br />Oops, someone is hiding!!!KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-75171613918732188502009-07-15T20:23:00.000-07:002009-07-15T20:43:32.885-07:00Grandfather Mountain Highland GamesYes, I have survived the 4-day weekend. I felt surprisingly, OK, until we headed home Sunday evening. Then it hit me, WOW, was I tired! Every thing stayed in the car overnight, except the make-up case with the bedtime pills. In the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">driveway at</span> 9:30, crawling into bed at 9:38.<br />But, in all, we had a great time! I got to see friends I hadn't seen in a couple of years, and some even longer. <br />The Clan had missed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">GMHG</span> for a few years, when the previous commissioner resigned, and it had been noticed. Several other clans and several <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">GMHG</span> officials came up to me, and said they were glad Clan Scott was back on the mountain. <br />Past-chieftain Clark Scott bought a chain-saw carved bear, and caught a lot of ribbing over having a bear seat belted in his back seat. Clan Scott is a fun bunch, who else do you know that would do this. Oh, yes, my former boss at Mae's Fabric - her husband did the same thing the first day of their two week vacation. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">OK</span>, I know some wild & crazy people.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-86541688906265576992009-07-02T12:48:00.000-07:002009-07-02T14:49:14.343-07:00GMHG - 1 week & counting<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353956710884351186" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 235px; height: 355px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjytQZyWJuw9sim07KrNB1ebLVR_dXlksBVF1TQjPSYyepudUZQBVNvtKkgXBQ7lt2fWxDPBtKmXTPuovSlRESWDtHNOhVyvPXGuQO6KixkeDgpsPb_y8FRJa6qZwNGbTsj6_KNGUr2hxU/s400/ArisaidMacIan.jpg" border="0" /><br />It is one week, until we head to Grandfather Mountain to get the Clan Scott tent set-up and attend the torchlight ceremony.<br />Today I made a new tartan flag, out of my new piece of Ancient Red tartan. DH has been printing bookmarks; I have them laminated and the tassels are on them.<br />The bookmarks will be a little gift for anyone turning in a paid membership form at GMHG, next weekend. We will be making buttons, key chains and t-shirts over the next few days.<br /><br />Then we need to pack clothes. I need to figure out 6 outfits for the 4 days. You "guys" have it so easy, put on a clean shirt each day and 1 evening, slip on either your Doune or Prince Charlie Jackets with a tux shirt, and your good to go! OH, yes, don't forget clean socks with the clean shirts.KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2817286764416289826.post-61545260420746167252009-06-23T15:44:00.000-07:002009-06-23T16:01:37.823-07:00Grandfather Mountain Highland GamesOK, Clan Scott Society "will" have a tent at GMHG July 9-12.<br />Every thing is coming together, application has been sent and the check is "in the mail".<br />We hope to have a lot of past, present and future Clan Scott Society members stop by to visit with us.<br />We will be having only one tent this year, but next year we will have more time for preparation in the planning and hopefully will go back to the two tents.<br />We are, also, looking forward to seeing friends from other Clans we haven't seen for a while.<br />No matter what "Mother Nature" give us for weather those days, it will be great time for all.<br />(And we will all leave hearing bagpipes in our heads for the following 2 or 3 days.)KQ Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13100001813595381733noreply@blogger.com0