This Canna if is in my daughter's yard. I think I need to plant some of these!
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Halfway Creek Chapel
We were out at Francis Marion National Forest and just stumbled upon this old, chapel/church. Halfway Creek Road is so sparsely traveled that when we passed this I yelled for Kirby to stop, which he did, and then he proceeded to back up all the way it took for him to react and stop! There was no one around to care if he did this!
I can't find any history on this church or the connected cemetery but I did learn that there is a Halfway Creek Church in Wisconsin with a cemetery.
I can't find any history on this church or the connected cemetery but I did learn that there is a Halfway Creek Church in Wisconsin with a cemetery.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Charleston Farmer's Market
Herbs, coffee, meat, veggies, bread, dog leashes, dresses, breakfast, flowers, pottery and skincare products - just a short list of some of the items you will find at the Charleston Farmer's Market.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Beach Scene
I just couldn't resist this 'real life in action' photo. And, though not a fan of tattoos, her little star is quite nice.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Drinking Fountain
Do you remember when we used drinking fountains all the time? It really sounds disgusting to me now! Drinking where hoards of other have. Well, the birds don't seem to mind at all. I am not a fan of pigeons but this one was so clever that I rather liked him. There was just a bead of water escaping and he found it!
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Folly Beach in the Summer
Typical of beach communities, Folly Beach becomes very crowded in the summer but is quiet in the winter. This day was cloudy and cool for this time of year but the crowds were still there.
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Friday, May 18, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Can't See the Forest
I have to wonder how the early settlers even survived in the Lowcountry. Even trees seem to grow like weeds here and the forests are so thick you can't walk through them.
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