Since Old Man Winter has decided to skip a visit to Austin, I’m going to quit hoping. Bring on the summertime. These shoulder seasons suck when they come at the wrong time. A friend from New York likes to say that Texas has two seasons: hot and allergy. I prefer hot, like it was when I shot this one at the Rafter R Ranch near Batesville. South Texas is an acquired taste, if you’re not from around here. I’ve acquired a strong affection for it. The food, the people, the attitude, the lifestyle. Weather is weather, wherever. The people are what make the place.