a very Good Friday

Friday was good, indeed. Starting early, I picked up Debbie and Tracy and we headed to San Antonio for Roadside Reshoots. Barney is always delightful and today we got to meet one of his daughters, one of his 11 great grandchildren and the local cop, some visitors from Philly and some from Australia.
We then headed off to shoot some more with "Mr. Wooden Nickel", Herb. There we heard new stories, and met some local nickel enthusiasts.
On the way there and back, we caught footage of the Texas roadside.
A lot of it.
We stopped at Oma's Haus on the way home and had a little snack and talked. We talked about the importance of days where you can do what you love and how it keeps us a bit dangerous and a lot happier. We talked about the blessing of being with a man who loves that you pursue your passion and what rare beasts these men are. Rare, but happy, because how much happier can you be than to be with a partner who is happy on their own and happy that you're happy? Not much happier than that, I think. Strange that it's so rare.

Back in Austin, I dropped the ladies off, then tucked in at home long enough to begin my journey to Granbury, arriving at almost midnight to a starry cool night, and my Dad in the doorway, rushing out to help me being in my bag.

Good Friday, indeed!