Greetings, one und all, from the Land of Ahhs -- eastern Kansas. I, the WyoWoman, am now ensconced, to some degree, in my new digs underneath the turbulent skies of a Kansas springtime

My sojourn to this new land has been made much more congenial by the efforts of a certain Gary T, Mudcateer par Excellence, and general All-Round Good-Guy-with-Guitar-in-Hand. He emailed me to let me know where the jams are, when the Santa Fe Trails Music festival is happenin' and has generally gone out of his way to make me feel welcomed here in the land of sunflowers and summer storms.

Gary invited me to a jam in Kansas City last week, which turned out to be just perfect -- beautiful environment, friendly people and lots of really nice music -- and another one last night just outside Topeka. He's even invited me to dog his wife's footsteps at the Santa Fe trails festival as she judges a barbecue competition (tough work, but someone has to do these odious tasks, don'cha' know) in hopes a bit of barbecue might trickle down to us hangers-on.

so, I say, hear-hear to Mr. Gary T, a right good fellow and mighty fine guitar strummer.

F'anks, buddy.

WW Pansy Rue Twidgett