The weather has just been bizarre this winter. It has been incredibly cold and very snowy white in an area that doesn’t do cold or snowy white. The Carriage House Bed and Breakfast’s favorite photographer, Chef Tom, was out last Friday taking pictures of the town during the snow. Take a look. You don’t see Jefferson looking like this very often.
Tom got up early this morning. I mean really early. By 5am he was in the kitchen banging around and starting a crock pot full of beans. Dixie, the Golden Retriever, and I were for once in full agreement. The bed was warm and the morning was not ready to be begun. The Bug, however, was throwing herself against the sides of her crate whimpering and demanding to be let out. For a little dog, she can make quite a big racket.
By 6am, my beloved had enough of me lounging around and crawled back into bed with cold feet. I guess he thought he was super cute when he woke me up by touching my warm legs with his ice covered toes. Why do people think it is cute to touch your bare skin with their cold feet? Be clear, I will seek revenge for this crime of winter!
Tom couldn’t sleep. He was too excited about the snow. This far south, snow is unusual and a snow day is a day to be celebrated. We are always amazed and inspired by the beauty of a fresh blanket of snow even if it looks odd clinging to the knees of a bald cypress tree in the swamps. It only adds to the mystical and ethereal quality of this area. Snow for us is a treat…a cold wet treat!
Just like a little boy, Tom couldn’t wait to go outside and play with his toys. Of course, his toys are a gear bag full of camera equipment and going out to play with his toys somehow involved me getting out of bed and going with him. So at the crack of dawn we were out pounding the icy pavement of Jefferson Texas. We were everywhere. We literally went from one side of the Historic Riverfront District to the other. At one point, we were crawling along the banks of the Big Cypress Bayou holding on to trees to keep ourselves from slipping into the cold water. We went up and down the streets getting pictures of these beautiful old homes covered in a blanket of the white stuff. If you saw someone creeping and clambering through your yard, it was probably us. Just in case you are wondering, I was the one in the back complaining about my feet being numb (no snow boots).
Photography is Tom’s passion, and as it turns out, he is really good at it. From a distance, photography looks like a solitary pursuit. Just a man and his camera out exploring and capturing the essence of nature. In reality, every photographer has a tag along. In the industry, I guess they call them grips. In this household, we call them wife. Rarely does Tom and his camera ever go out alone. In truth, I enjoy the adventure as much as he does. Through Tom’s eyes I have seen places and explored nature like I would have never done on my own.
This passion was our inspiration for the Photography Weekends here in Jefferson. One weekend each quarter we get photographers of all experience levels from all over the country together for a weekend of fun, fellowship, and photography. Our next event is scheduled for 3/18 – 3/20 and we only have a few spots left so you should probably call us at 903-665-9511 to reserve your place.
It was about 6:15 this morning that Dixie began to stir and tried to get my attention. I wasn’t ready to get up so I faked being asleep for another 5 minutes until the reasoning power of a Golden Retriever got me out of bed. I opened the door to my quarters to let Dixie and Ladybug out to go potty when a bolt of lightening hit so close that all of Polk Street was lit up. That was when I knew that today, Mother Nature was in control.
Tom went back to Dallas yesterday to get ahead of the weather. He had a very important principle flying in from Denver and just had to be there to take her from account to account. I kept telling him that there was no chance that her flight was going to make it in but it is just like a husband to not listen to his wife. So now he is iced into a hotel in Allen and the principle cancelled her trip. Hmmm. I think I get a “I told you so” on this one.
The storms were just wicked this morning with tornado warnings and screaming wind. The cold front went through about 7am and the temperatures began to drop right away. We don’t have any ice here but it is very cold. In fact, it is so cold that I had to put a sweater on Ladybug because she refused to go outside. Now she has on a cute little sweater and still requires some encouragement to go outside.
After I got the dogs and the cat fed, I jumped into the shower and did something that I have never done before. I put a pair of flannel jammies on and popped my notebook out of it’s docking station and have worked from the comfort of my electric blanket all day. HEAVEN!!!!
Just in case you are wondering Mother Nature is still in contral. It just started to snow!!