I got kicked out of Fort Worth (so-to-speak). Rats, I hate when that happens. Well, I'm exaggerating a little! Tonie (a real knockout! like my Dad used to say), Anthony and I went to Fort Worth to do an Engagement Safari. Had a great time with fantastic images.
I had Tonie sitting on a short planter wall and was asking Anthony to lie on his back with his head in her lap. Nice and cozy...romantic...Tonie would cradle his head and they could whisper...NOT.
One of those "security" goofballs that ride around on bicycles saw us. You can't do that can you? You...yeah - you with the camera in your hand...what are you doing? Duh. What do you think I'm doing? No tripod. I'm holding a camera like any tourist. I guess he screws his hat on in the morning.
We finished up in other locations. You can't stop love.
Tonie and Anthony will be married at the Green Oaks Wedding Chapel.
Oh yeah...the last time I got kicked out of town...Sylvia and I had driven way too long. We were going through Fresno CA in the night, and got off an exit for the road "Hotel and Motel Road". It seemed like the logical exit...but did look a little seedy. We pulled up to a parked police car and asked where a good hotel would be. He sent us north to "40th Ave." (best of my memory anyway). By the time we got to 40th...we knew he had sent us about 5 miles OUT OF TOWN! It was the absolute edge of city limits. Very funny...
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