Monthly Archives: August 2009

Red Bird Who Knows the Tide

“Red bird came…firing up the landscape…as nothing else could.” A poet friend sent me a book this week called Red Bird. It is a book of delectable poems by Mary Oliver, who also lives by the sea. On Edisto Island,

Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
Posted in art, Arts & Culture, Charleston South Carolina, Native American, Poetry, religion, South Carolina History, spirituality, Writing

Ocean, a poem, by Mary Oliver

I am in love with Ocean lifting her thousands of white hats in the chop of the storm, or lying smooth and blue, the loveliest bed in the world. In the personal life, there is always grief more than enough,

Posted in art, creativity, Green, Poetry, Writing

Tabby! She’s no Alley Cat

Pigs and barbeque and the new rock star butchers in Charleston have been on my mind for the last few days, so this well preserved smokehouse outbuilding, on Botany Bay Plantation, conjured images of charcuterie close to home. Built in

Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
Posted in architecture, art, Arts & Culture, creativity, Food, Gullah, Native American, South Carolina History, travel, women

Pearls of Great Price

“But the pearls were accidents, and the finding of one was luck, a little pat on the back by God or the gods both.” – John Steinbeck, The Pearl Yesterday I wrote of swine, er, ‘fine swine’, those heirloom hogs

Tagged with: , , , , , , , , ,
Posted in art, Arts & Culture, Food, Native American, South Carolina History, Writing

Oh! Those Po’, Po’ Pigs!

If there is anything South Carolinian’s are passionate about it is a pig. A pig pickin’ – our very own version of roasting a whole hog involves long and slow attention to our food, and often requires we get together,

Tagged with: , , , , , , ,
Posted in art, Arts & Culture, Charleston South Carolina, creativity, Food, sustainable living

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 753 other followers
What’s this?

Welcome to my blog about the Lowcountry of South Carolina, a place proud with beauty, history and art. Sometimes we feel a call, to be, to go, to do. I was called to be an artist, and as an old midwife from Alabama said, “If the good Lord wants you to do something, you won’t have no good luck until you do it.”

So here I am writing about what I know, about the 'under glimmer' as the poet Basho, says, the way I have learned to see, to notice. I am inspired by, and talking about the history and art and culture of this place that has called me to herself. By the ancestors.

My background includes a degree in fine arts from a small private college in Florida, and before that, four years of all girls' boarding school in Asheville. I worked as a professional photographer, helped my children grow up, and now and I love seasoned things, good food, better conversation, beauty, my beloved and beautiful Italian Greyhound, Beau. Moved by the sacred places and stories of this beautiful historic land called the Lowcountry, I am here in spirit and I hope to infect you with my love of this place.