Here’s a shot of the battery I’ve never taken before. Low tide at the bottom of the battery wall. Check my stories for more. It was dark and stormy instead of a colorful sunset. The lightening made standing by the water a tad frightening.
I shot this pretty pink house for its previous owner who misses it very much. She has told me stories of working at Queen Street Grocery (just to the right in these shots) when it was called Beshere’s Grocery back in the 60’s. The current resident gave me some history on the place, too. It was a boarding house for soldiers in the war. She told me about living through Hurricane Hugo in this house and how Mayor Riley gave all the residents a choice of three trees to plant in front of their houses after Hugo’s devastation. You could choose a live oak, a palmetto, or a crepe myrtle. She told me how the oldest part of the original city ended on her street. So many other stories about artifacts they found whilst planting gardens...because their house was built on landfill. That landfill contains pottery shards and bottles and other cool stuff. 67 Logan Street.
Sunday ended as beautifully as it began for our little crew. Having boys certainly adds more games and noise to our sunset walks. I can’t even tell you all of the inappropriate things they did but it was fun!