The pipes, the pipes are calling...
Maybe it's bred in the bone,
but the sound of pipes is
a little bit of heaven to some of us.
Nancy O'Keeefe
I love bagpipe music. There's something about the haunting, melancholy sound that emanates from this strange-looking instrument that grabs my heart and won't let go. Where the emotion comes from or why it moves me so deeply, I don't know, but it does.
Maybe it's just my Irish blood...
Maybe it's just my Irish blood...
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posted by marianne @ 12:19 PM
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I'm not Irish, but I'm Celtic in my soul. Your post title reminds of the time I sang Danny Boy at a funeral - not a dry eye in the house.
Random question as I cannot find an answer anywhere...Who is Nancy O'Keeefe? I have tried to find out who she is everywhere with no luck at all.
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