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Sunday, September 11, 2022

HIGHLANDER FESTIVAL (continued) ~ Shabbat

As I posted yesterday, I went to the Highlander Festival after breakfast, (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/09/vallerina-shabbat.html); it was okay … but I won’t be going back.

Even the bagpipes – which I love to hear – couldn’t lure me back 😉

I did have fun walking around looking at the Clan Names represented (I was disappointed not to have found Bob’s lineage represented: Goodrich & Bean), kinda makes me wonder if they’ve all died out, now

Bob's Grandmother, Myrtle Goodrich-Smalley's Family Crest: Myrtle drew this Clan Crest freehand.
Lion = Royal Arms.
'Bean' Family Crest: Myrtle drew this Clan Crest freehand.

{{The first recorded use of the Lion Rampant as an emblem in Scotland was by Alexander II in 1222. The emblem occupied the shield of the royal coat of arms of the ancient Kingdom of Scotland which was used by the King of Scots until 1603. It traditionally symbolizes courage, nobility, royalty, strength, stateliness and valor, because historically the lion has been regarded as the "king of beasts".

The ancient Pictish-Scottish name Bean comes from the Gaelic word Beathan or betha which means life.

The Bean motto was originally a war cry or slogan. Mottoes first began to be shown with arms in the 14th and 15th centuries, but were not in general use until the 17th century. Thus, the oldest coats of arms generally do not include a motto. Mottoes seldom form part of the grant of arms: Under most heraldic authorities, a motto is an optional component of the coat of arms, and can be added to or changed at will; many families have chosen not to display a motto.

Motto: Touch not the catt bot a targe
Motto Translation: Touch not the cat without a shield.}}

There were a lot of kilts worn by both males and females.

There were many people in period costumes.

There was the Scottish Guard, from Fort Vancouver.

There were vender booths standing on every patch of ground, available.

There was a live band, playing ethnic music.

There were games, contests, and competitions 😉

There were bagpipes 😊

There was a very scary moment … and the primary reason I will not be returning next year.

All this was happening under an amber hued smoke cloud – and I was told this morning, that the wildfires are still rampaging today.

WILDFIRES still aflame: https://www.kgw.com/article/news/local/wildfire/kalama-fire-level-3-evacuations-cowlitz-county/283-2b7d01dd-263f-470d-be45-391338beb93e

Wildfire smoke was thick and strong. A yellow haze ruled the Day.
The Queen's 'Courtyard' digs.
Weight Toss Highland Game.

The Weight Toss is a Scottish Highland Game: a contest using 28- to 56-pound weights, thrown in a manner similar to throwing a discus.

And of course, the PNW's favorite 'draw' is Bigfoot ...
I've never seen a Tam in this color combo, before ...

Scottish Beret Tam is a type of hat that is typically worn by Scottish men. They are made from wool; and have a distinctive shape, that sets them apart from other types of hats. Scottish Beret Tams are usually worn with a kilt, and they are viewed as part of traditional Scottish dress.

Watching the little lads and lassies doing their dances was a poignant moment for me; Bob’s grandmother Myrtle taught our daughter (and her two cousins) how to do the Scottish Highland Fling dance – and she sewed each of the girls a little kilted set, even buying them little black ballet slippers to go with the outfits.

The Highland Fling lad & lassies dancers.

In moments like this one, I really miss the little girl my daughter was. But she isn’t little anymore, and the fun-loving girl she used to be has been gone for decades. I have to live in the present, now.

So, I turned my attentions to other activities …

Northwest Scots Guard, in uniform; & Caber Toss Pole.

The Caber Toss is a traditional Scottish athletic event in which competitors toss a large tapered pole called a "caber" (/ˈkeɪbÉ™r/); The length can be anything between 16-22 feet, and the weight can vary from 100-180 pounds.

THIS is what I came for - I love the sound of bagpipes ...
Clan & Banner Parade, with Queen of Scots – 'Bloody Mary' Court.
The dresses are pretty - the History, is not.

Getting out of the parking area was not as easy as getting into it – and it was such a tense moment, that it literally scared me out of returning next year.

The dangerous parking situation scared me off a repeat visit.

I’ve always wanted to check the festival out, and now I have. I am content without a return visit.

When I got home … I was whisked away, to enjoy a special Shabbat evening with friends 😊

'VALLERINA’ ~ Shabbat

Today, was a busy restful day; that sounds contradictory, but it’s true just the same 😊

It started out with breakfast, up Spruce Creek – but first coffee: but on my way there, I pulled over at that busy construction site about one block from my home; and said to the two weekend workers, “I drive past here every day, so today I decided to stop and ask you a question – I gotta ask because it’s driving me crazy not knowing: what is going in, here?” The head guy started laughing, and said, “Well, we don’t want you to go crazy (hahaha): a Mobile Home Park is going to be put here.” I asked, “Like Heron Pointe?” And he said, “Yep.”

We’ll see … contractors are like politicians – they only tell half the truth of a situation.

This gauzy blouse may not remain in my closet cache; I like it, but it looks out of place on my frame ...
All of me was 'Violet' colored today: makeup & clothing. The violet mascara actually {showed} :-)
Pulling over; and asking questions about this construction site.
First Pumpkin-Spice Latte of the Season ...
Breakfast, up Spruce Creek; I brought half home, and had it for Supper.
'Vallerina': guys – LOL!

Heading back home after breakfast, I stopped at Stella to watch the fishing boats in the river: as I got back in the Highlander, the Highland Festival was mentioned on the radio; so, I drove right past Heron Point, and didn’t park until I crossed the invisible border and parked at Tam O’Shanter Park 😉

Fishing boats up and down the Columbia River; Stella-WA
Zoomed in fishing boats off Willow Grove.

I only stayed an hour at the festival because wildfire smoke was so thick in the air that everything experienced out of doors was done under a heavy cloud of smoke that made it seem like you were looking at life through the lens of a pair of amber lensed sunglasses.

I had just walked through my front door at home, when the phone notified me that I had a missed call: so, I returned the call 😉

And was immediately glad I did!

I was being invited to a Messianic person’s house – oh boy!

The four of us enjoyed lively conversations, and a budding friendship (I was invited to a return visit 😊). I also found out at that cozy gathering, that the wildfire smoke was blowing into Kelso and Longview from Kalama.

Kelso from Kalama; 12 minutes.

Today was a great ending to the Shabbat; and a wonderful way to welcome the new week.

*Continued tomorrow.