Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Nathan and Hope

Spanish Moss, the Southern lace

Welcome to the South...

This one's for you, Claire. I ate this at
a place called the Mellow Mushroom.

I half expected a gnome to crawl from under that mushroom

epic? I think so.

Fort Sumter, where the first shot of the Civil War was fired

Seashells were mixed with the concrete
walls of the fort

This happens to be my little brother,
Jesse, and he has read everything you
could ever read on the Civil War. So
let's just say seeing Fort Sumter
changed his life.

The Angel Oak: Summerville, South Carolina

The Angel Oak is 1,400 years old. It is found after a long,
beautiful drive in the countryside next to an old white church.
The branches rest on the ground as if they're tired of holding
themselves up. The higher limbs are supported by poles
because they grow at right angles in many places and could
break off from the weight. It is grand and ancient and inspiring.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Next time you see a Veteran, thank them.

The Song Of Shadows by Walter de la Mare

The Song Of Shadows

Sweep thy faint strings, Musician,
With thy long lean hand;
Downward the starry tapers burn,
Sinks soft the waning sand;
The old hound whimpers couched in sleep,
The embers smoulder low;
Across the walls the shadows
Come, and go.

Sweep softly thy strings, Musician,
The minutes mount to hours;
Frost on the windless casement weaves
A labyrinth of flowers;
Ghosts linger in the darkening air,
Hearken at the open door;
Music hath called them, dreaming,
Home once more


My first car show