It seems that March is being ushered in under the guise of a lamb, but the weather forecast speaks to the fact that a lion will soon be taking the place of our lamb like temperatures by bringing us snow, and worse still, ice!
It's hard to believe that this time last week I was enjoying short sleeved weather while visiting Hilton Head, South Carolina. I did my best to envision bringing that weather back with me, but alas it was not to be.
It's ok though, at least I was able to suspend my reality for a few days and remind myself that warm weather is just around the corner. And I took plenty of pictures to keep me busy if we do get snowed in for a long time.
It had been nearly 30 years since I last visited Hilton Head, though I've been to other parts of SC since that time, and the last time I was there I spent most of my time on the beach or playing in tennis tournaments, so this visit was vastly different.
This time, far removed from my youth, I paid attention to things like architecture instead of cute guys on the beach. I was already with my own cute guy after all, so I could focus on other matters this time around.
I love how architecture speaks to an area and its heritage, and I feel a close kinship to my southern roots through the beautiful architecture of the south.
Throw in a bit of spanish moss for good measure, and I'm in hog heaven.
I also love the way most people slow down when they are at the beach. They seem to reconnect with a part of themselves they often put on the back burner in their everyday lives, and find solace in the simple pleasures like surf fishing...
Or watching the waves come and go, wondering if the sea foam will reveal tales of mermaids and sea creatures.
Old Oaks, draped in moss, could tell tales of storms and other hardships they and others have endured over the years. Or maybe they would entertain us with fanciful yarns about young love and first kisses stolen under their arching branches.