Tartan Day

In the House of Representatives this morning, we celebrated things Scottish. So, while I would've liked to stay home watching the snowshoe hare who emerged from the forest, I wrapped myself in the McCallum plaid and headed to the State House for the festitivites.



(However, to honour my Irish heritage, I pinned the tartan scarf with a shield pin purchased in Dublin.)


I had an honoured guest today--my husband. He was present for the beginnig of session and had his name read out loud by the House Clerk as the "special guest of Representative Porter."

At the start of session, bagpipers piped in a group of young dancers from the School for Scottish Arts. The blue arrows indicate the presence of the Chap in the front row of the gallery.





After some pronouncements and some dancing and some bagpiping, the performers received a rousing ovation.



And the House got down to the big business of the day. More on that later. Perhaps.

I shot this view of the State House dome when running out of the chamber to grab a cup of joe.



Such a lovely day. Wish I could spend it outside instead of in!