Date Range
Date Range
Date Range
Thanks to all who made the. The 39th Annual Savannah Scottish Games. 9520 Ferguson Avenue, Savannah, GA 31406 Click for directions. The Savannah Games are the 4th oldest Scottish games in the Southeastern United States. The Games allow the visitor to enjoy the sounds, tastes, and visual images that Highlanders experienced as early as 100 AD.
September 12th and 13th, 2015. Join us for a weekend of Scottish entertainment, competition, history and much more. Saturday, September 12, 2015 8 am - 5 pm EDT. Sunday, September 13, 2015 8 am. Online ticket purchase now available. Map of the Festival Grounds. The Columbus Scottish Festival is proud to host the 2015 Annual Highland Games Competition. For more information see the Athletics page.
My Moroccan escapade has finally ended and this is the first of a few posts about my final moments in Marrakech. I have experienced so much in Morocco that to be honest, I seriously do not know where to start. So I guess this post shall be the first aspect of the major picture of my Moroccan experience. I shall begin with how I feel about leaving Morocco.
Jak napisać emaila, który sprzeda produkt? W swojej 6 letniej karierze napisałem maila, który zarobił 73 tysiące złotych z listy 1 017 adresów. Niż lista większości guru . Oto główne ZASADY, którymi się kieruję pisząc swoje maile. ale prawie każdy czyta nagłówek? Unikaj Syndromu Chorego Stada. Każdy rancher zna pojęcie chore stado . Ten wpis został opublikowany w Lista Adresowa.
NY OG MODERNE HJEMMESIDE? Fyll ut skjemaet, så tar vi kontakt så fort som mulig. Vi har engasjerte ansatte som er genuint opptatt av å få det beste ut av hver enkelt nettside. Alle våre kunder har ulike behov og vi er opptatt av å imøtekomme dette. Det er da svært viktig at din nettside er tilpasset både smarttelefoner, nettbrett og vanlig PC. Likevel er de fleste nettsider vanskelige å bruke på en liten mobilskjerm.
You thrilled me, willed me, i gave in you filled me,. In the end you killed me. You strung me with star laced words,. Head thrown back, only moonlight heard,. My quiet breath, my beating heart,. Wind in my hair and my eyes lark,. And infectious passion breached my soul,. Your gentle warmth ripped it out cold,. Left me naked, confused, bare, left me stark. Left me empty in dense absolute,. Was it all in refute? Was it all staged? It rea.