And thus, my appreciation for the South Carolina low country can be summed up in fairly few words. I have been blessed, as my parents have owned a home on Hilton Head Island for the last 15 years. We've visited during the less crowded winters and prime summer months during that span.
Always, I have been aware of the water surrounding me. The Atlantic Ocean rolls toward the island at the beckoning of our moon, and winds lift salt into the air, invigorating one's nostrils so that little doubt is left as to your location. A latitude and longitude that gives way to sunsets silhouetting cabbage palmettos on the horizon.
In personal terms, the words fresh seafood are legitimate, and the majority of shopping can be done at a grocery called Piggly Wiggly.
And while driving, or pedaling a bike on that island, I will look up, and see the outlines of Spanish Moss hanging against a sea blue sky reflecting light on a low country island and the surrounding ocean.
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