Viewed as a whole, that bit of drifted yesterday caught between time and the rivers, called Charleston, is a city set in a garden.” E.T.H. Shaffer
Welcome to Charleston, a city I return to in my imagination again and again; here memories of cobblestone streets and the smell of Star Jasmine captured my imagination. I find my steps slowing as I wander through perfect gardens, my voice taking on a southern drawl. Charleston transports me into the South writers have long glorified. On this blog tour, I hope you catch a glimpse of how this can happen.
The Window Boxes of Charleston
The Use of Wooden Tubs Around Charleston
Stepheny’s Photographs 2008
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Lovely, Stepheny! The flower boxes are a huge part of the charm of this city.
Thanks for taking me along on your sweet journey.
Very nice photos! Those flower boxes are beautiful. Someone definitely has a green thumb.
The window boxes are a mystery to me because you never see anyone planting them, caring for them, watering them. A lot of work with great results.
Specially like the gate and the cobblestone street!
One day you must wandering down this same scene and take it all in.