I spent the last four days working in Columbus, which is always a great location for me. A big thanks to The Fruity B&B, alias Cherrystone, for putting me up!
It snowed buckets while I was there. Dallas is simply my adopted home town – previously living in places like Michigan and Upstate NY, I’ve had signifcant experience with cold weather. Its just never been as annoying as it was this trip! I had a lot of driving to do, which always makes snow and ice exponentially more horrible. But, as with all things, there was a silver lining to the tire-mocking, brake defying, windshield caking slop.
It came in the form of a photographer pulling a Houdini on me. We were shooting at what I can only describe as a rail car museum. (That’s trains for those of us under the age of 92.) It was really gorgeous – cheerily painted cars from the 1800’s draped in a tablecloth of white sparkly snow. As we moved from car to car, the groundskeeper/curator cautioned us to follow his footsteps closely, as there were perils in the yard hidden beneath the snow. Nearing the end of the shoot, I decided to brave the temperatures and pose for a shot on the ‘back porch’ of the last car. The photographer stepped out of the car and tried a few different spots in the yard to see which angle he liked best. And suddenly, he disappeared! I looked down and he was standing in a hole up to his armpits, looking very confused! The snow covered it, just like a pit trap in a Tarzan show! Gales of laughter – only after I made sure he was okay, of course!