Greetings all,

The rare early morning fog was late to lift. A brunch was to be had at a park nearby. As I approached the gathering I noticed an image of a bagpiper silhoutted on a little rise within the park.

Upon my arrival the tune of Happy Birthday was played. Tears welled up in my eyes, I started to smile broadly. Many close friends planned this brunch for me this morning knowing that I am so much into kilts, Celts, and good food.