Savannah Stroll

Let’s take a stroll and admire the visual wonders of Savannah, Georgia, shall we?

Corner gardens, benches, stone decor and lamp posts are all rendered even more beautiful by the soft, dappled light that floats gracefully over the city’s historic squares.

Ironwork, stone and time-worn nostalgic colors captivate the senses on every street. Much of the delight in exploring Savannah lies in discovering hidden details, many of them hundreds of years old.

A profusion of pink and white azaleas, creeping vines, gates and railings and lamp posts and newel posts add to the air of languid gentility, of gently faded elegance.

The soothing murmur of fountains is never far away.

Below is the famous Pink House, an historic building, now a restaurant. (Since you liked the pink house in Madison, I thought you’d like this. Yes, there are lots of pink houses in the South!) The Spanish Moss adds such a romantic quality, it’s hard to imagine Savannah without it.

Outside the Pink House are two benches, forever immortalized now. When I met up with Flickr friends Tina and Kelly on my last day in Savannah, it happened to be Kelly’s birthday. We had an outdoor pub lunch, shopped and ooo’d and ahhh’d at Paris Market and then took this photo (happy I lugged my tripod from Seattle). More on my adventures with these incredible ladies in the next post.

A few miles from downtown is Bonaventure Cemetery – possibly the subject of its own post one day – an astonishingly atmospheric location. This avenue of live oaks, Spanish Moss and azaleas is quintessential Savannah. I’d hoped to get such a photograph and feel very fortunate that the timing of our visit enabled me to.

But perhaps the scenes that speak most to me of Savannah are ones such as this, timeless, mysterious, slightly haunted, saturated with memories and the reason Savannah intrigued me, called to me and ultimately rewarded me with images and imaginings like no where else I’ve ever been.

Thank you so much for joining me. I hope this has given you a taste of this fascinating city. Next stop, the very beautiful Beaufort, South Carolina, Tina’s home and a charming coastal village. And I’ll reveal what part Tina and Kelly played in fueling my passion for visiting the South.

On this bright April day, I hope you discover beauty in your surroundings and can take a moment to share it with others and brighten their day, too. :)
As always, your visits and comments mean so much and are greatly appreciated.
xo – g

p. s. D’s birthday this weekend! Big plans but I can’t share them yet as he will be reading this. :)

Savannah Spirit

Savannah welcomes…
filtered light through canopies of gnarled oaks,
garlands of Spanish Moss undulating with a sweet, slow dreaminess,
a faint breath of melancholy and barely-heard, haunted whispers.

Savannah seduces…
sinuous ironwork, candy colored azaleas
mist from verdigris fountains and a thousand, thousand tales

Savannah remembers…
her gracious days and sultry nights
her flirty Southern charm and style
uniquely hers, like nowhere else.

And wants you to remember, too.

(to be continued)
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Thank you for all your beautiful comments. It’s great to be back. Wishing you a magical weekend.
xo – g

Back from the South

Hello, dear friends! How have you all been? I have returned from my long-planned photographic journey to the Southern United States, where I found beauty, history, stunning locations and friendship far beyond my imaginings. Perfect weather, spring bloom and wonderful company made it hardly seem like work.

(Please forgive me not posting from the road as promised – the shooting days extended well into early evening, I covered over 1200 miles by car and internet connections were sometimes challenging. I owe lots of you visits and replies to emails, comments and letters which I will catch up with this week.)

The first days of the trip I spent with my brother David, setting out from Atlanta for the historic antebellum (pre-Civil War) towns between there and Savannah. First stop: sweet Madison – small, charming, carefully preserved and, at this time of year, decorated with a lacy veil of dogwood blossoms, wisteria and bursts of pink azaleas.
Throughout the South, iron fences and gates gently define properties, not so much barriers as embellishments.
Wisteria entwines and festoons trees and structures, creating irresistible flowery vignettes.
Lots of pink and purple!
Rocking chairs and front porches speak of lazy evenings in the coming heat of summer.

And a local florist shop celebrates spring with old-fashioned blooms.

We’d planned to spend an hour or two in Madison but stayed the entire day, walking the back roads, taking photographs and dining too well on traditional Southern fried chicken with sweet potatoes and peach cobbler before heading out of town toward Savannah. We vowed to return to Madison one day.

I have certainly missed you all. Thank you so much for your comments on my last post – I hope you have been well and can’t wait to catch up on your adventures. See you in a day or so with much more!


– g

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