This mossy stump is home to Walter “Treb” Treble, a fairy of few words who prefers to express himself through music. Anyone with an instrument to play, a wing to flap, or a voice to hum is welcome at his place for nightly jam sessions that echo throughout the thicket. Whether it’s fiddle picking at the Huckleberry Festival every August, or strumming his harp for Priscilla and Nigels’ nuptials, Treb has made just about every celebration in town a little more musical.
