Hi everyone! This one goes out to my friend with that "K", WithaK!- A Name which is correct, yet hiding the most important part. Which would be his big heart. As I wrote somewhere before, George Carlin built a "bridge to my heart". Again, after many years of a rather negative picture of "The Beautiful" prevailing in my mind. Subjectively, emotional. Now this guy from Oregon walked over that bridge, straight into my heart, into my home. Knocking me off, tearing down walls. He made me a big gift! By showing me how much I was wrong, letting go all the positive memories of my past life concerning the US. Manipulated by media, used by few to control many.. Reminding me of the fact that there´s people living over there. Friendly people. Good people. But what did he do?- He asked me if he could send something in "return", cause I said I´d send him some "le Tonkinois" (linseed oil). And he did send "something", which is an understatement, like that K-thing above.. The package I was allowed to receive contained many things. Physically. But in fact it´s only one thing. Starting with a letter! a real letter! Printed though, but I felt ashamed to have only sent that oil, focusing on stupid things, like the weight of the package . That letter was the first real letter for many years, Frank, warm and telling the story of Miss Maroni, which is my nurse and queen, helping me out of that nasty, painful tennis-elbow pain. And got me slingborn again. This is my new love: american chestnut, CA finish, TBB, cozy pouch. Lovely.