Bagpipes ….

Day 271.

Nothing sings to me more than the sound of bagpipes. Deep rivers of Celtic blood course through me … so maybe it’s in my DNA to love the wail and cacophony. The sound can be sad, joyful or announcing the beginning (or end) of something.

Music in general matters deeply to me. When I feel wobbly, music makes me forget my little wine woes. Music gets me on the dance floor — instead of drinking. Music gets me moving forward (instead of drinking).

I have created a gym playlist for myself … and I find it makes my workouts FUN. And this little rock ditty works every time.

Bagpipes in rock n’ roll? Got you covered!

And to make my soul soar…

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