My wearing of the kilt started at a ren fest; I bought it because I had always admired the Black Watch (a friend of my mother's had died in WW II in the BW) and I found a "costume kilt" which opened the door. I got interested in genealogy and discovered that I was a descendant of the auld sod. My wife still thinks this is bizarre but after 30+ years has decided that I am incorrigible and not worth the effort to reform.
May you find joy in the wee, ken the universe in the peculiar and capture peace in the compass of drop of dew
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