Rockport, Texas, is a quaint little ocean-side town that my dad took Trey and I to one day during our extended visit to Texas a couple of weeks ago.
The bait shacks along the harbor all had hand-painted signs. I love the look of simple typography and have a secret wish to paint signs like this for a living. However, I fear I'd starve if that was my livelihood, so perhaps I'll settle for making it a hobby.
Here's a pic of Trey and my dad ducking out of a smelly bait shop. Despite the odor, it still looks delightful.
This photo of Trey was taken just as he was considering life as a shrimp boat captain. We would never go hungry with nets full of shrimp. In that case, I just might try the hand painted sign business. Kidding, folks -- only kidding. Sigh.
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