The experience of being in the low country is so distinct. There almost aren’t words, but I will try. Thank goodness there are photos and hopefully these will help to tell a bit of the story.
The natural light is like one big mirror, (when the sky is blue, so is the water) and the colors–from the salt marshes,
to the greens, are subdued.
The native wildlife is unique (that is a wild boar in the grass, naturally)
Local flavor is meant to be savored
more like soft sweeps
and it just feels as though time stands still.
*stay tuned for more on Savannah’s Historic District tomorrow, come back soon y’all (think secret courtyards, crazy charming architecture and more…)