Perhaps we exist within a laboratory of cataclysmia, yet we live within the confines of our mind.
Within the refuge of the Trad Gang family, we escape the deluge and remain both comforted and guarded. The freedom and peace we enjoy within this sanctuary is not without considerable disbursement.
The contribution of the many rises to the surface of the soothing waters and yields the traditional life giving air we breathe.
The charitable and gracious expressions are most thankfully acknowledged. In depth unadulterated contemplation reveals such awarded expression as being deemed unworthy. Actually, I am somewhat embarrassed by the honorable expressions as I have typically strived to escape such visibility. This time I have decided to face this phobia and endeavor to both recognize and accept that we are all worthy.
Mike’s artistically and visibly gifted craft represents the traditional way in consummate display. For me, it seems quite imperceptible to realize, nor conceive the view from the summit which is reserved for those who have scaled the master level of a craft and/or artistry.
Thank you and warmest regards,
Scott