Bruce,

A treat for all the senses! She sits calmly, naturally in the lap , featherweight and balanced, with a neck that has substance and solidity without being portly inviting the left hand to trace its subtle contours, she smells of sanded and caressed wood and volatilising varnish that both protects and gives optical depth to the sheen over the gentle, seductive curves of her body and the coquettish tilt of her head and dynamic slant of her bridge that seems poised to spontaneously break into her siren song from her gently aged and matured, streaked German face and her glowing reddish-orange Pernambuco back, a song that rings as richly as the finest dark chocolate with depth and substance joined with a mountain stream purity and bell-like clarity, balanced across the strings and gaining a transcendent sweetness as one moves onto her higher frets, she tremors with joy and excitement while holding notes that stretch on forever ... sublime.