Sunday, July 25, 2010
The Mythical Land of Walter.
On my weekend travels I stumbled upon this out of the way place in the land called Walter where in a relaxed atmosphere old friends meet, sometimes for the first time.
The history and scale of the venue perfectly matched the history and the scale of the toys being played with and the company reminded me of another time when things were genuine.
At the end of the day (which happened to be the next morning) the keeper of the land spoke some important words to me that rang true on so many levels and those simple words were.... "I don't care". Given what I am allegedly a trained professional at, I should be embarrassed by the pictures I have posted but the past 24 hours have been a wonderful education in freedom and acceptance.