Psyche

The last time I saw her was in August of ’75. She wore Oregon Buff and Bikini Blue, and was swinging casually at her mooring in the Townsend Gut.
Last night I dreamed that I was entering her cabin from aft in the galley, and just before the main accommodation hung the two hand-carved portraits of her sailing wing on wing before a wood grained wind.
I was reasonably new to carving then, and that degree of mastery was beyond me. Somehow whenever my memory finds my way back to those portraits, I find my way back to Psyche. The portraits were the inspiration that led me to boat and ship portraiture as my principle carving interest.
If anyone knows where she is, please let me know. I left a chunk of my heart with her: Thirty-four-foot wooden ketch with a drop keel, sweet lines, and beautiful sheer; has a bit of a weather helm…but, nobody’s perfect.

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