Part of the charm of the Lowcountry is her trees, and the protective arms of the live oak, dripping with spanish moss. On the natural beaches of the (1000 acre) State Park on Edisto Island, and at the delightfully preserved (4000+ acre) Botany Bay Plantation, to the north of the park, one gets a sense of the natural landscape. It is a jewel we are fortunate to have in South Carolina. Edisto Island is south of Charleston, off Highway 17, and is the last undeveloped barrier island in South Carolina. The drive itself, out Highway 174, is long and winding, over creeks and bridges, through long tree tunnels.There is an osprey nest, and eagles, and fishermen and women with buckets by the road. There must be twenty country churches along her 24 miles (that are packed on Sundays!) and tucked in on either side of the road are funky little homesteads with blue painted houses and outside living rooms. There is the evidence of homegrown here, of a natural evolution, an acceptance of the labyrinthine nature of the human condition, symbolized by this road. It is one of those sacred places in the world. This little painting, which is a 9″ x 12″ oil on masonite, is about coming home, about returning to the land of plenty.