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In my mind, there is no other sound capable of stirring the blood or awakening the glow of ardour in one’s breast as the drone of the piob mhor; the Great Highland Bagpipe.

Ever since I was a child, I thrilled at the sound of the pipes, and the vivid, fantastic images they awoke in my imagination.

via OakvilleBeaver.com: Opinions & Letters: Article: Piping pride of tradition.