The other woman

Here’s a boat undergoing repairs at the Port Townsend shipyard. You can see some of the braces that I showed you yesterday put to work.

I snapped this shot because as we drove by my DH could barely contain himself. “Look at her stern,” he said, sounding almost raunchy. “Dang, that’s gorgeous,” as he admired its shape and curves. I saw the lines he visually embraced but I also saw the age and rust, once again grateful for his farsighted selective vision.

10 thoughts on “The other woman”

  1. Thanks for showing us how those braces work. I think you need not worry too much about this “other woman.” I means she’s old and rusty and needs a lot of work. 🙂

  2. Kay, you have such a beautiful way with words. Love sees all with such exquisite statements of rapture, even when we have rust and are showing our age.

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