GOIN' DOWN TO ROLLIN'

My friend Fiber Woman lives in a very cool neighborhood called Rolling Oaks -- "Rollin'" to the locals. This neighborhood is just brimming with artsy, musical types, so when they needed a way to raise money for the upkeep of their pool and clubhouse, they figured, what better than an annual music festival?

Fiber Woman's hubby, RCD, is primarily an artist, but he dabbles in a whole lotta other stuff on the side, including GIT-tar pickin', mouth-harp playin', and even a bit of blue grass song- and book-writing too. He and two of his buddies were the opening act this year. I believe they called themselves something like The Lonesome Lovesick Cowboys From Outer Space.

Fiber Woman couldn't be there, since it happened to fall on the same weekend as "Land Rush." You see, every year she sets up a booth at the Kerrville Folk Festival, and in order to get a primo spot for your booth, you have to show up on Friday, the weekend before it opens, just to get in line. They stay there all weekend long, then on Sunday they finally open the gates, and everyone rushes in to try and grab their favorite spot. She managed to nab a good, shady spot this time, but missed RCD's musical debut.

The Muses and their hubbies, however, turned out in full support!