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May the Truth Dazzle us Gradually

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Spring in Charleston, South of Broad.

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Summer’s Flowering

Nobody sees a flower, really–it is so small we haven’t time, and to see takes time. – Georgia O’Keefe Have you ever noticed the beautiful flower that appears before it transforms into the long, green, rough vegetable we call okra?

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Charlotte at the St Peter’s Episcopal Graveyard

Imagine my delight, after climbing over a wall and through briars, to actually find the now rather secret cemetery in Charleston, where some of the cousins are buried. It was the graveyard of St Peters Episcopal, south of Broad Street

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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.

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