Here in Charleston, South Carolina, it's hard not to find inspiration as a writer; I can only imagine what this city looks like through the eyes of a great photographer or painter. Even though I've got a lot to learn about photography and the editing thereof, here are some pictures from our stroll, and carriage ride, around town.
Read on for more pics.
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| Cobblestone and brick paved streets are everywhere. |
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I've always loved the roof lines and shapes of these chimneys, many of which
date back to the 1800s (and some even earlier). |
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Also known as the Holy City, Charleston, doesn't want for churches.
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| Belgian Gelato has this killer truck (and some great gelato). |
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| A crooked, but charming, little house and sundries shop. |
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| As dusk fell, the crescent moon and palms looked like the state flag. |
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| Lit like this, the church becomes a beacon downtown. |
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From the street we heard this fountain. Peering through the ivy-covered gate we saw it,
shining and brilliant in the garden's dark. |
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