Grandfather Mt
Highland Games
Welcome to Monticello. We stopped here on the way down. Appropriately, the Laird was directed to the appropriate entrance for Visiting InDignitaries, according to the appropriate protocol.
Luncheon was appropriately served buffet-style.
Spot the bunny
This tree was here when Monticello was built. Skyewalker, appropriately, wasn't.
This was our living room at Grandfather. Everything in this picture, except the Fool, was appropriated from Wal-Mart.
Where is everybody? Isn't there a handfasting here today? The Laird is stumped.
We spot the Father of the Groom, in an inappropriate moment.
Handfasting attendees Lance and Evelyn.
The mother of the groom, appropriately beautiful and proud.
MacRogues everywhere break out in spontaneous celebration.
More guests gather. The woman on the far left is a newspaper reporter.
The Laird sweeps the circle before the ceremony.
If you could have any Piper in the world to play at your handfasting, who would you?... of course you would. It's Neil Anderson.
The Laird finds the appropriate place to wait for his meeeting with the new Baoghaltan Chief of Homeland Defensiveness and Commander of the Laird's Own Berserkers, Mad Max.
The Bride emerges from the Motor Home of Bridal Preparation. She is gorgeous.
This is the afore-mentioned Mad Max. He is appropriately attired in the ceremonial attire of the Laird's Own Berserkers.
Mad Max and the Antipypr plot world domination.
"Really? That soon?"
TJ presides over the ceremony.
The Pirate Wench and Blade exchange oaths.
Thad, the Wench's son, brings the rings.
The moment of handfasting.
Other celebrants add their ribbons.
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