Edisto Trip, Part 1 (of ?)

Our trip started off with us being able to spend some wonderful time with our friend Mrs. Olive. She will be a ripe young age of 102 in September. Mrs. Olive and my Grandmama were very good friends all their lives and we met at Grandmama's funeral. The Lord knows what you need because she has filled a wonderful need in my life as well as being a very dear friend. Our kids just love Mrs. Olive as well as her son and daughter-in-law who she lives with. They have a lovely home on John's Island and are some of the most hospitable people we know.

Please excuse the "glistening" from us all as we had just come in from visiting outside while admiring the marsh and ICW from Tom and Frances' back deck. The Wardster was a bit tired. :)
We checked in on Monday late afternoon and watched a quite impressive thunderstorm move in off the ocean. We enjoyed some pizza and settling in with PaPa, B, Uncle Grayson (dad's brother), and Aunt Jan. We awoke Tuesday morning ready to hit the beach...can you tell by the smiles?

Tuesday morning was a little overcast but allowed us to walk the beach and find lots of blue crab legs (some creature had a feast) and great shells. We had such a great time looking at shells and different animals and finding out what they were in our books from the library.

This is a great picture of what we did during the afternoons on the screened-in back porch of the house. Sweet dreams Uncle Grayson and Aunt Jan!

Tuesday evening we got to have my Great Aunt Betty (Grandmama's sister) over for dinner. She lives on Edisto and we always enjoy visiting with her while we're down there. Aunt Betty is the 6th of the 7 children born into my Grandmama's family.

Here is what we enjoyed that evening. The house we stayed in was called "Sunset on the Sound"...I wonder why!

Edisto Beach is about 30 minutes from my dad's hometown of Hollywood, SC. He grew up going to Edisto and so did we. It is still where most of our extended family flocks to on vacation. You know, I grew up in Columbia, SC and had a wonderful childhood. However, whenever I go to Edisto I feel as though I'm going home. I think it's true what my dad told me once, "Once the smell of the pluff mud gets in your blood it will never leave."

The light show after the sun set each night was incredible.

A little video of the girls swimming. This is quite incredible as last year the girls didn't want to touch the sand with their bare feet and wore Crocs when on the beach. Mary Fran kept telling us, "Look at me, I'm brave!" They both loved the water as well as Wardy boy!

However, to see all of that you'll have to stay tuned...