Saturday, March 14, 2009
Kilt Crossing Zone?
Living in one of the most rural counties in NJ, I have become accustomed to having to stop for... critters.
When I first moved here...it was quite common to have to stop for cows crossing the road. There were even cow crossing signs... warning drivers to drive slowly because they may come across a farmer and his cows crossing the main road to get from one side of his farm to the other. Usually bringing them from the pastures into the barn and vice versa.
However that rarely happens now since so many farms have been sold.
I have had to stop for geese, goats, deer, and wild turkeys. I stop most often for wild turkeys. People have had to stop for bear too. And also had to stop for a bull and some horses once.
But this morning I had a first.
I had to stop for a bunch of men in kilts who were crossing the road into an Irish restaurant.
While watching said men in kilts cross the road...I found that I was feeling sentimental, amused, curious, disappointed, relieved, then curious and amused... again.
I was sentimental because the kilted men reminded me of my Celtic origins... my family...bygone days. If they had been playing bagpipes... I would've been totally done in. My maternal grandparents were born in Scotland. My mother is the last of the generation that is the strong link to my grandparents. She is the last to know the stories first hand. No doubt... if she had seen the men in kilts..it would've evoked a story about my grandparents or Celtic traditions.
I was amused... well ...because I had to stop for men in kilts crossing the road.
I was curious because while I watched said men in kilts crossing the road... I thought of the movie "Braveheart" and I wondered if said men in kilts were wearing any underwear under those kilts. ?
I was disappointed because it wasn't the least bit windy and so I still don't know if that is true or strictly and old fashioned Celtic custom of a certain era. ?
But then I was curious again... because I still don't know and I wonder. ?
And amused again... because it occurred to me that perhaps the restaurant should put signs up warning drivers they are entering a Kilt Crossing Zone.
Then later as I rounded back into my driveway... I almost ran over a rooster and some chickens! My neighbor's rooster and chickens (Spike & the girls) were loose and in our driveway and front lawn! We're semi- rural but people don't commonly have chickens and I am not even sure if it is against a town ordinance.
Now... I am going back out...