Between the Islands

Image 11     There’s this place between our two islands, Sullivan’s and Isle of Palms, where the tide rips through.  It’s a haven for shore birds and dolphins and the fish they like to eat.  There are little beaches on each side, a good breeze, and amazing views.  There are also riptides.  So no swimming, no wading, not at all.  Since we moved here, locals have cautioned us, don’t let your kids in the water at Breech Inlet.  I’m a safety geek, so the signs posted all over definitely gave me that message.  However, it is a beautiful spot for picnics, you can park a few steps from the sand, and you can find fantastic shells. Continue reading


Some Spring


Just planted these pretties yesterday with my little one.  We wanted a little bit of spring right by our door, and there we go!  It has been so warm and just truly amazing outside this week.  It has been in the 70s, with lots of sun and birds and turtles all around.  All the critters are out, sunning themselves on rocks to get the best of the day.  This week I’ve seen tiny little lizards with blue tails, a pair of mallards and a family of turtles in our pond, all kinds of birds including cardinals and herons, and adorable frogs with long legs.  We just got our delivery of our patio furniture, and it is so nice to just hang out on our porch in our patch of sun.  Today honestly felt a bit like a vacation with all that sun and a soft place to curl up.  This must be what our pond turtles feel like on their rocks!

All of it makes me just want to throw the windows and doors open and burst into song like Maria in The Sound of Music.  I’m constantly humming songs from that movie lately (thanks Lady Gaga!) and this spring justly deserves such recognition.  But our hills (dunes- this is the Lowcountry!) are alive with the sound of crickets and peepers!

Most Romantic City


Now I get why they call Charleston one of the world’s most romantic cities in the world.  Driving down King Street tonight and around the Battery to Rainbow Row, windows down to let in the sultry ocean air, I could feel the romance for sure.  The gas lanterns look like candlelight on every porch, casting a beautiful glow on all of us.

I’ve always seen Charleston by daylight, in all its colorful glory.  Tonight was different, though.  It was the first day we have had this year with temperatures in the high 70s, and the whole night had this twinge of summer about it.  The sunset was booming orange and purple, with a cover of clouds coming down like someone pulling down the shades.  The night air after a warm day has this promise, the scent of summer, the hope of magical things to come.  It was just like this tonight.  The romance wasn’t just couples and date night romance, either.  I saw solo runners with beaming faces, little families pushing strollers, college girls decked out in heels.  All of them looked like life was this remarkable thing, and they were grateful to be a part of it.  Living, for real.  That’s romantic.