Even on the busiest of real estate days, God has a way of sayin’ : “Stop! Look what I did here, to take your breath away!”
The Church of the Holy Trinity is in Grahamville, SC near Ridgeland, and was on my way home last night from a listing appointment just up Bees Creek Rd. This has to be one of the prettiest churches in South Carolina, if not the entire South. Especially this time of year with the azaleas in bloom.
I thought some of you might enjoy God’s handiwork too.
I had an appointment out on St. Helena Island this morning. I love visiting the Sea Islands of St. Helena, Harbor, Fripp and especially Hunting Island. It’s like something lures my soul out there to recharge. And that is what I did today, just soaking all that beauty and peacefulness in.
Here is a link to just a little bit of history in a recent article by Travel+Leisure Magazine, and below is a short video of my stops today. But I’d love to personally show you a life you would love on the Sea Islands of South Carolina. Just let me know where your soul is calling you to Bee at the Beach.
I’ve lived in Bluffton 4 years and just this morning, finally explored ” Pritchard Pocket Park.” I’m so glad I did because the moment took my breath away. And I had no idea that Bluffton had its own Covenant. It so touched my heart. I will definitely be back.
While the little historical marker out on Route 462 is quaint, I have never once noted a vehicle traversing the long sandy drive to wherever his final resting place might be. While my inquisitiveness wanted me to explore, I know enough about the rural south to know that might not be a good idea alone. A few days ago, my brave man (who conceal carries) asked me if I wanted to explore. I jumped at the chance.
Not much remains of the Old Plantation. There is a sign indicating approximately where the house stood overlooking the Broad River. And the actual walled cemetery where Thomas Heyward and many of his descendants, including many young children who died at birth or infancy. It is a serene sight with the tall mossy live oaks lining the driveway and overlooking the river, that the tourist websites promote. In spite of the nearby trailer and shanties nearby.
But there was something else that took me aback …. It was this….
Yeah… he has a SMIRK on his face. LOL! None of the other photos I’ve seen online document this. As an avid fan of the defunct show, “Lie to Me,” I know a few things about facial expressions. Supposedly, looking up and to the left like this indicates honesty. So I presume Mr. Heyward wanted us to believe he was honest.
But that pursed lip… What indeed was that indicative of? Disapproval? Control? Witholding opinion? Lying? I don’t know but I can’t help but think about this eternal bust of a man that helped found this country. What indeed is he thinking? What do you think he is trying to tell us?