The band played a gig two days after I got home, and even though I was still jet lagged, it was good
to be back onstage playing music again. Three weeks without my fiddle or guitar was not easy.
Music has become such an integral part of my life, it is difficult to imagine a day without it.
The very next weekend, the band played again in Corsicana at an old music hall - what fun that was.
And then I went to Coffee Creek for a bluegrass festival and met the nicest folks in the jams. So now I'm officially bluegrassed - hooked on it, so to speak. And you can go somewhere every single weekend and get in a jam somewhere. These gracious folks are always ready to help teach a new song, or a new chord, or a new lick. We play till we can't play anymore - sometimes into the wee hours of the morning.
Fortunately Coffee Creek was about 12 miles from the house, so I could come home each evening. But other events and jams are farther away, and so I found the CUTEST little RV, and purchased it the same day! And I took it to Pearl.
Pearl Texas that is. First saturday of every month, for 20 years or so, the MOST amazing bunch of folks I've ever met in my life. If it can be helped, I won't miss Pearl.
Ever.
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