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.
Stepheny’s Photographs 2008