Scottish Festival and Celtic Gathering

I had the best time at the festival in Bridgeport today, even though Glen and I took separate cars. Glen was a piping steward (they help the bagpipe competition contestants line up and know when it's their turn), so he had to be there at 8:00 a.m. That's not the crack of dawn, but fairly early for me to get myself and the kids (and the house) ready for us to leave at 7:30.

The kids and I got there around 11:00 this morning, and we ate some great food--chicken pita with peppers and onions, grilled corn-on-the-cob, and sweet potato fries, washed down with freshly squeezed lemonade--and then we listened to the massed bands perform on the main field. (When many bagpipes are playing "Amazing Grace," it is truly amazing.)

We soon met up with Glen at the sheep dog demonstration area. The dogs herded sheep and ducks, and our kids thought the sheep boring but the ducks hilarious. The dog owners let all the children come on the field and stand in groups while the dogs marched the ducks in and around them like a human obstacle course. Sara scored a duck tail feather during this round.

We all have light sunburns from the overcast skies, but it was a blessing that it didn't rain at all during the day, even though the weather channel said there was a 60% chance. (Thank you, Lord!)

The Scottish festival is always the first Saturday in May, and it is held at the Bridgeport City Park. If you've never been to a festival, and you'd like to have something fun to do, then mark your calendars for next year!