Years ago, I recall Steve Martin saying he worked as turtle boy, but he gave it up to be a rag picker behind the supermarket. Perhaps this lovely image inspired him.
Steve didn’t just talk the talk. He took on the one with the fire in his eyes.
They need those fancy feets for dancing.
I have a fancy cancer, but it’s ok – my cancer center is fancy, too – it has gourmet coffee, delicious lemon bars, and even valet parking.
A few shots from the missions around San Antonio – more to come.