With a last name like Stewart it’s hard to not know my family heritage, but I’ve honestly been confused about it some times. My grandmother used to always say she was Scotch-Irish, but then I’d hear dad talking about the Scottish games and the Stewart Clan. So am I Scottish or Irish. I’m definitely drawn to both but who do I belong to? I must say I’ve been quite frustrated in the past. Finally I just asked my parents so I could know for certain where my roots are. Apparently I am Scotch-Irish just as my grandmother used to say. So I can wear my Ireland shirt with pride and attend the Irish games and feel just as much a part of them as the Scottish games. Of course when the Stewart Clan marches in at the parade of Scottish Clans I get a bit misty eyed. My heart must be tied to Scotland.
This year I wasn’t able to attend all of the Highland Games because I had a wedding to photograph that morning. After a day of shooting my friend, Grace, and I headed to the fair grounds to join my parents for the festivities. Here are some pics from your time out there. Enjoy!
Great music to do the Jig to.
Gotta love the bag pipes.
A wee one practicing his skills.
There were more men in skirts than women. :)
Wait for it, wait for it…
Pow!
Love it!
Thistles.
My handsome dad.
Mom and Dad
Us three minus Jen.
Aren’t they so cute!
Love you, dad.
