Surely they didn’t mean us!
A pair of juvenile Yellow-crowned Night Herons that flushed out of a tree when I passed by landed on a dock that sits on the Ashley River.
The river is tidal and the tide was in so there would be no river bank fishing for this duo for several hours.
of the photographer.
This image goes with Ted’s post at TPJ Photo, Mud Gator, which could have been titled “Why Did The Alligator Cross the Road?”
I digress. Ted and I have pretty much given up on alerting the other to photography opportunities when we are out but I turned when I heard him call my name. This is what I saw:
These empty chairs would bear witness to the sunset, their owners nowhere to be seen.
Sit a spell and watch
The show is about to start
Sun waits for no one
A reality in Charleston: fancy dress shops and sand bags for days the streets flood.
I pass this tree stump often on my walks around Magnolia Plantation and Gardens. Someday there is going to be something sitting on it for me to photograph, well maybe.
In the meantime I’ll make do with the stump. It reminded me of a waiting stage on this day with the sun giving it a full spotlight.
Nature provided some lovely decorations, including a single blade of grass, looking something like a candle.
Charleston, SC has become a wedding destination and dress shops lead the way of the more obvious related businesses.
This shop is in an 1850s historically recognized home with elegant porches and dramatic windows. Those and interior details I expect contribute to the dress purchase being an “experience”.
The fence and closed gate keep passers by at bay. In an unusual Charleston detail, this home has its large porches facing the street, where most run down the side of the building. Placement was determined by the summer heat looking to maximize breeze and minimize direct sun.
These fungi images were taken a few days apart in October. The first one was tucked up against a tree. The tree stood off a path where I couldn’t get closer. The color was what made me notice.
A few days later I saw a similarly colored free-standing patch of a similar fungus.
From a distance it sure looked like a Dragonfly.
A walk around Magnolia Cemetery fills the senses with textures and colors and small views are sometimes the best.
Shadows and lines surround family plots.
Insects go about their business; this dragonfly was sunning on a deteriorating fence post.
September 26, 2019, Magnolia Cemetery, Charleston, SC
This prop gave me a start when I was walking down the exit road at Magnolia Plantation and Gardens a few weeks ago. It was closing in on sunset and there weren’t many folks around.
Staff had left partially assembled decorations lined up under the lawn pavilion, which is separated from the road by some shrubs. I’d probably still be running if it had moved.
