Well, here we are in January in The Lowcountry. Winter is pretty mild here as compared to the Great Lakes region I grew up in. In fact, it was 68 degrees here today. A beautiful day. But, the flowers are sparse and the leaves trees are bare temporarily. The birds were singing today....that sweet familiar song that Spring is in the air. Of course, in NY you wouldnt hear that tune until April/May...but, down here I guess they start in January. Who knew?
As the birds were singing of springtime, I was reviewing pictures that I took a few springs ago In Charleston. How I love Charleston. I enjoy everything about it. It is a city untouched by time. The shots I am sharing with you were taken during an afternoon stroll. I so enjoy visiting churches and their historic cemeteries. Believe it or not, I search out tombstones that have King James Bible verses etched upon them. I receive such a blessing from these pilgrims who went before me and are in heaven. I feel like I know them as a brother or sister in Christ, because they left a precious verse on their stone. What a generation of people they must have been.
As I walk down the historic streets of Charleston, I enjoy viewing the various window boxes all in array with their flowers. How creative Charlestonians are. I love when they add their beloved pineapple into their decorating schemes. After all, the pineapple is THE symbol of Charleston hospitality.
And, the gates! How ornate they are. You can peek directly into their private courtyards and get a feast for the eyes. My son and I have two favorite gates. We call one "The Narrow Gate" and the other "The Broad Gate to Destruction".
So, I hope you enjoy my photos. I'll be heading back up there soon. One can never get enough of Charleston. Until then, meet me at the pineapple......