She isn't mine anymore and I guess she never really was. I haven't spent enough time with her this spring to justify such a delusional claim but, I can still call her my old girl.
We got to know each other again yesterday after a long time apart. Her tide was strong and fast enough to carry me away from everything as soon we shut the motor off. She shared her fish, showed us a deer and made plenty of room for us to slip by the barges and other fishing boats.
Its pretty amazing what a little time with her can do for me. She is my old gal and she knows me well.
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