The Art of a Good Old Fashioned Red Barn Texas Wedding

Preparing the barn for the wedding
Preparing the barn for the wedding

A few miles north of the oldest town in Texas where citizens blend southern hospitality with its original Spanish heritage to make it a uniquely “Texas town,” a wedding took place this past weekend at the Frederick estate.

All the guests considered it to be a good ole’ fashion red barn Texas wedding. Few, however, knew the extent of work that took place a few weeks and days before the wedding. This artist considers it to be a work of art, and although it was not done with paint brushes and substrate, it was still a work of art. The 10.55 acres estate was literally turned on its head in preparation for the wedding. We all wish Cody and Olivia the best as they venture into their new life together.

The marriage
“You may now kiss the bride.”

When the decision was made to have the wedding in the old barn on the estate, John (the father of the bride), decided it wouldn’t work unless a floor was installed. Up to this point, the barn had a dirt floor. So, the barn had to have a cement floor put in around the supporting beams. Then, came the landscaping.

“It just gave me an excuse to landscape the entire estate, which I wanted to do anyway,” stated John (my son-in-law~and son of artist, James Frederick).

The "Big" house
The “Big” house

 

Drive toward the two houses on the estate
Drive toward the two houses on the estate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Landscaping on the side of barn
Landscaping on the side of barn

 

Dropping off bails of hay~a little atmosphere
Dropping off bails of hay~a little atmosphere

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stones laid for bridal path
Stones laid for bridal path

 

One of the many beds landscaped
One of the many beds landscaped

 

From hundreds of flowers and plants planted to stone laid surrounding the flower beds, including the stone path laid to the red barn, commonly now called the”bridal path.”

Landscapers working

Shot behind the barn to the back of the estate
Shot behind the barn to the back of the estate

I actually took over three hundred pictures for this wedding. My wife, Nancy, and I caught a plane and traveled all day Wednesday, and then drove two and a half hours to arrive late in the afternoon. Saturday was the day of the wedding, so I had plenty of time doing what I do, take lots of pictures, lay around watching a lot of workers work, give my advice (seldom taken), and overall enjoy myself.

We did take in a museum of the colorful town on Thursday, and my son-in-law, John, took Nancy and I on a colorful country ride on Friday, stopped by a Mexican restaurant for a lunch of chicken chopped cheese enchiladas and a chilled mango Margarita. We barely had time to take an afternoon nap, clean up, and show up at another Mexican Restaurant for the wedding recital dinner.

Nancy checking out the decorations in the barn.
Nancy (Olivia’s step-grandmother) checking out the decorations in the barn.
John, Father of Bride, bringing in supplies for the decorations
John, Father of Bride, bringing in supplies for the decorations

 

The landscaping, decorations, and planning were coming to their zenith. The work was near finished and it was time for the touches to the wedding preparations.

 

 

The mother of bride puts a table together
The mother of bride puts a table together.

 

The mother of the bride was getting very involved, not only from the kitchen, the drinks, set ups, the cake, the communications from the wedding planner, and more…even the dogs were involved.

The wedding dogs...
The wedding dogs…

The dogs gave up chasing squirrel, deer, antelope, wild boar, and any other creature they imagined roams the 10-1/2 acre estate in East Texas to help the adults with the wedding (if you believe that we all have problems!). We’re only trying to put on a wedding here, not jump into Storybook.

This was only the first chapter. Please follow the wedding of the century in the next blog: TO BE CONTINUED……

 

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