After spending all day in airports Friday, I was ready for the crisp fall weather that awaited me in Charleston, and even more so for the delicious dinner at Evo, and the trip up to the country over the weekend. It was so perfectly fall. On the drive up to the country we stopped at Bee City (you really gotta love Americana - you turn off down a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, and voila! there you are at Bee City Cafe and Petting Zoo, and might I add that there was quite a crowd there for being so off the beaten track) and bought some delicious Tupelo Honey (perfect for collards) and some candles for our Thanksgiving table.
Taking the back roads and driving through the low lying swampy areas dotted with saw tooth palmettos, and over those slow moving, tea colored rivers framed by the most beautiful splash of turning leaves was the best homecoming I could have asked for. And getting to the country where we had nothing to do except take walks and play cards was amazing.
While it now seems like just another tree in the woods, this house has a beautiful, ancient sycamore in the yard that truly stood apart from the surrounding trees due to the pale beauty of its bark, the brilliant flame-colored leaves and its sheer size.
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