All You Can Say is thank you

There are times when I am granted the opportunity to refinish a piece that causes me to stand in awe.  We picked up this piece at auction because no one else wanted it.  They could not see the possibility in those dry, dirty bones lying in a pile.  It took some time and much work to get all the caked on dirt off the wood and out of the crevices of the table.  It took a Dremel, vinegar and baking soda to get all the rust off the claw feet and clean up the glass balls.  
When I began applying the stain to the wood, I held my breath looking in awe at the beauty of the tiger oak grain.  My work is very good, my attention to detail is excellent but I have nothing to do with the wood.  That is in nature and the elements hands; then come the many hands it took to harvest, mill and craft the piece in the beginning.  To all of those who went before me, I owe you a debt of gratitude for without all you have done, this piece of wonder would not be in my hands.