Near the North Edisto river lies the Botany Bay Plantation Heritage Reserve, one of the largest undeveloped wetland ecosystems along the Atlantic coast. I already posted photos of Botany Bay, a beloved island painted with oyster shells, haunting driftwood, and solitude. At Botany Bay, Pelicans stream by, creating an avian rush hour in the sky, cemeteries of gnarly driftwood outnumber people, and the sand sticks with you, calling you back like a siren song.
But the back waters are interesting too. Follow my feet...
A Painted Bunting at the sign-in station.
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Interesting structures and wonderful photos! I'd love to visit this area someday. I've read many novels that have the low country as a location.
Thanks for all the information. I now know what tabby is! Love the pictures and especially the driftwood intervals. :-)
What an interesting well. So much history there, some good and some sad. - Margy
Admiro ese bello lugar a través de tus fotos. Me ha gustado ese hermoso camino, que invita a internarse en él. Es maravilloso ver como las ramas de un ábol, se entrlazan con el de enfrente, fundiéndose en un fraternal abrazo.
Wow. Those Ice Houses were quite amazing, really when you think about it. Very interesting post.
Sharon, Love the colorful bunting bird. The dormer on the little church is so cute. Thanks for sharing and have a great week. Sylvia D.
Fascinating history. Gorgeous painted bunting! Thanks for linking to Mosaic Monday!
gosh with a name like Bleak House no wonder it burned down - twice! Must have been jinxed! Stay safe, happy travels, and thank you again for the link up.
I enjoyed the photos. The last pic is my favorite.
The gnarled trees are sculptures amongst that scenery. Wonderful photos.
My favorites are 7, 10, and 13 - the scenes with dead trees in foreground.
Beautiful bird, too!
That is interesting. I love the stories of the plantations, ice house, and well. Where my father grew up in South Dakota he said that they had an ice house there where they stored and sold ice during the summer.
Greetings and Salutations! Smart to cover the well then the debris doesn't fall into it. Boy, that well sure lasted a long, long, long time. Today, buildings aren't made to last. A perfectly good home is torn down. Time marches on.
What a fabulous history to this place--I love visiting sites like this! The ice house looks like a church from the side :)
Thanks for sharing your link at My Corner of the World this week!
Thanks for the party. I never heard of the term "Low Country" before until we took a trip to South Carolina. I love the bird picture.
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