McClellanville
A trip to the small fishing village of McClellanville, 30 miles north of Charleston, this ast Saturday was a bit of salve for my weary soul. It was one of those rare occasions when I met two friends there, and we actually did things together. I am so accustomed to doing everything by myself that I worry that my social skills are diminishing as I get older, and I may be getting to be a bit like a hermit. Maybe all I really want to do is be by myself when I am not at work or caring for my mother. As it turns out, I thoroughly enjoyed being with people. We went to an art gallery, the small village museum and had lunch at a great restaurant in the center of town. What a treat to have had fresh fried seafood and for dessert coconut pie with real whipped cream. Yum.
The day was rather cold and got cloudy in the afternoon, but the morning was glorious with patchy white clouds and blue skies. This is a very photogenic little town (actually people seem to mostly refer to it as a "village," and one can see why upon entering and driving around. You really seem to be entering another world.). I stopped a number of times to take pictures of old houses and shrimp boats at the waterfront. I felt far removed from Charleston with its cars, traffic and big city feel. What a contrast! McClellanville is truly a trip back in time.
Here is a set of pictures from that visit:
Your images are astounding! Love the moss hanging trees. I don’t recall ever seeing a coke machine where the soda came out of the top. I remember going to the Texaco station with Mom. While the attendant serviced the car, I’d get a 6-1/2 oz. bottled coke out of the machine. Always icy cold at the Texaco. 🙂
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What a pretty little town! Glad you had a good day and a nice visit with friends.
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so happy to know you had a respite with friends… just getting away for even a brief time can ‘refill’ your soul! Your pictures capture so much more than what it is your are photographing…You are blessed with much talent from writing and bringing words alive on the page to doing the same with your beautiful pictures… take care! *hugs*
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I remember going through McClellanville with Free Spirit. (My bloodline also includes McClellans, so this must be my village! haha) Isn’t there a Georgetown by McClellanville? I remember asking Free Spirit if the two places had been named after General George McClellan, although in retrospect I doubt southern sites would be named after Union generals.
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oh the porches, the moss, the boats! but i love that church too. Thanks for sharing… and yes, you do need to spend more time with friends. You are not a hermit.
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it looks my kind of town ( village)too. Glad you did some socializing…its too easy to become more recluse as we get older and set in our ways. Take care, hugs p
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I like this set of photos very much. Love the whimsical mural. So glad you enjoyed the outing and companionship.
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It’s wonderful that you managed to have some time with your friends 🙂
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There is nothing better than sharing time with friends other than coconut cream pie! Yum…please know that I am keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.
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I like the one of the old window very much. It is the sort of thing I would take! I’m intrigued to see a corrugated iron roof. They are common here, but I didn’t know you had them.
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