Tag Archives: Beaufort

Septembers Past and Present

September 2007, Woodinville, Washington

September 2008 in California

September 2009 Stanley Park in Vancouver, B.C.

September 2010, Beaufort, South Carolina

September 2011, Kirkland, Washington

September 2012, Seattle, Washington

September 18, 2012. My mom and dad at their apartment. My mom got home from the hospital on Tuesday and my sister Lana took this photo.

Plans are afoot for my time in Southern California this weekend. The first day of Fall will include a taco party with my family at my niece’s house. More big plans are afoot for October. I’ll be able to share more soon. Hope all is well with you my friends…

Beaufort, N. C.

Katie and I were in Beaufort, S.C. (pronounced byoo-furt) in 2010 and now in 2011 Katie, Dear and I visited Beaufort, N.C. (pronounced bow-furt).

Settled in 1709, Beaufort is North Carolina’s third oldest town. Originally a fishing village and port of safety dating from the 1600’s, Beaufort has been visited by patriots, privateers and pirates!

This two acre complex interprets the town’s colonial maritime heritage in nine houses and buildings dating from 1732 to 1859.

We had lunch at Clawson’s. The original Clawson’s grocery store was owned by Charles and Mary Clawson who were immigrants from Sweden and Ireland, respectively. Its first location was on the south (water) side of Front St. where all the retail shops were able to serve customers that arrived by boat from Harkers Island and points east. Clawson’s claim to fame back then was its bakery, located behind our current building where Backstreet Pub is located. It’s believed to be the oldest building in Beaufort built about 1870 completely of brick. The original waterside grocery store was destroyed by a hurricane, so the current Clawson’s was re-established on the north side of Front Street where it is today.

We also visited the fudge shop and bought some freshly made fudge to enjoy later. After we left Beaufort we headed to Fort Macon on the northern tip of the Emerald Isle.

I think all my Christmas shopping is done now. Today I picked up our mystery tree at Home Depot. Thursday I get my grey roots taken care of just in time for Dear’s company Christmas function on Friday at the Fairmont/Four Seasons in downtown Seattle. I’m hoping to have all my decorating done by Sunday. Still haven’t decided about the Christmas cards…

Beaufort Yard Art!

 

While driving down Bay St. in Beaufort, South Carolina we spotted this beauty so I pulled over to take a photo.

I’m linking to Yard Art on Thursdays with Mary at the Work of the Poet. I’m not sure this meme will last but I’ll still always enjoy finding the fun/strange/wild/and whimsical yard art out there in the neighborhoods of the world!

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Above the Hills of Time ~ Hymn

Above the Hills of Time

Above the hills of time the cross is gleaming,
Fair as the sun when night has turned to day;
And from it love’s pure light is richly streaming,
To cleanse the heart and banish sin away.
To this dear cross the eyes of men are turning,
Today as in the ages lost to sight;
And so for Thee, O Christ, men’s hearts are yearning,
As shipwrecked seamen yearn for morning light.

The cross, O Christ, Thy wondrous love revealing,
Awakes our hearts as with the light of morn,
And pardon o’er our sinful spirits stealing,
Tells us that we, in Thee, have been reborn.
Like echoes to sweet temple bells replying
Our hearts, O Lord, make answer to Thy love;
And we will love Thee with a love undying,
Till we are gathered to Thy home above.

Words: Thomas Tiplady, 1931

Tune: Oh Danny Boy

FFF ~ Southern Charm & Epic Celebrations…

I’ve been sharing this week about Katie and my travels to South Carolina to see her guy graduate from Boot Camp and officially become a Marine. Being at Parris Island and experiencing these celebrations was unforgettable. Here are more favorites to share with y’all during our trip. Visit Susanne at Living to Tell the Story to join in the fun.

 

The food! We ate at 4 great restaurants and we were not disappointed at any of them. Fried green tomatoes were on my list to try and they were delicious. The fish tacos on top of grits with smoked gouda were pretty memorable, too. I didn’t eat that vertical cobb salad but it was a feast for the eyes. The popovers were huge and the trio of desserts was yummy. We ate at Wren, Emily’s, The Beaufort Inn, and Pannini’s in Beaufort. I’d recommend any of these places to eat if you ever travel there.

 

I really enjoyed the architecture and the beautiful water scenes we got to see. This is “Low Country”. The Lowcountry is often thought of as a geographic and social identifier. While there is a general consensus on defining Lowcountry as it relates to culture, there is a considerable difference of opinion on its geographic extent. According to some historians, the Lowcountry extends from the Sandhills of South Carolina, just east of Columbia, to the coast. This area is mostly near or below sea level; thus the term “low country”.

 

 

 

Katie and I at Wren Restaurant. This was one of the hours that my hair didn’t look like Bozo the clown. The South and the humidity don’t do anything for my hair. As charming and beautiful as the South is I could never live in that heat and humidity.

 

On our way home form the South we had a layover at the Dallas Airport. We were so excited to spend time at the airport with my brother and Miss Hope. Because Andrew was military they gave my brother and Hope a pass to go through security and sit with us at our gate! Miss Hope kept us entertained. We also got to board with first class on all the legs of our flight. I was really impressed that the airlines gave our military special treatment!

Our biggest announcement this week is that Andrew asked Katie to marry him! Katie is thrilled and we are throwing a quick engagement open house on Sunday before Andrew flies to North Carolina for 9 weeks of Infantry School.

So our heads are spinning around here. Hope y’all had a good week and I’ll be by to see your favorites in between shopping and preparing for the Engagement party!

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Parish Church of St. Helena ~ Beaufort, S.C.

This wonderful old church and graveyard were around the corner from our lodgings in Beaufort. I enjoy historic places like these and we had some time before our lunch after Graduation and decided to take a stroll.

The Commons House of Assembly, under the Lords Proprietors of Carolina, established St. Helena’s in 1712 as a colonial parish of the Church of England. The church was built in 1724 and is one of the oldest active churches in North America. Construction of the church building was delayed by the Yemassee Indian War of 1715. Built of brick, much of which originally was ship’s ballast, and smoothed over with stucco, the church has excellent exterior proportions and fine interior detail. More of the history of this church can be found here.

 

 

We stepped back in time as we wandered around the grounds.

Back to the Present…

 

One of the Mennonite Girls calls this fresh love. I think that’s a great description. Isn’t it sweet to see?

 

My Beaufort posts are winding down. I’ll be posting some of my food photos and some photos from the Bay soon.

If you missed my post yesterday Andrew and Katie are now engaged….

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The Rhett House ~ Part II

We really enjoyed the Spanish Moss hanging down from the trees.

That is the door to our room.

The porches were so inviting…if only the heat and humidity were less oppressive.

In the afternoons the Inn had Sweet Tea, lemonade and cookies for guests.

In the early evening they served cheese and crackers.

Later in the evening dessert was served in the kitchen.

Although breakfast was served in this room each morning our schedule prevented us from enjoying it.

Several times a day this horse drawn carriage came by the Inn on their Beaufort historic tour.

My next post will be about Family Day at Parris Island.

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

The Rhett House Inn

Over the next few days I will chronicle our trip to South Carolina. We left Seattle at 7:00 am and flew through Dallas and on to Savannah. From Savannah we had a 45 minute drive to Beaufort, South Carolina where we would be staying. We stayed at the Historic Rhett House Inn. We arrived at the Inn at 6:30 in the evening.

 

We stayed in room #7 on the lower level of the beautiful old house.

 

 

This garden space was just outside our door.

 

Located in Beaufort, South Carolina, the 17 room Rhett House Inn is a classic restoration of 19th century Southern Antebellum architecture. Offering all of the amenities that seasoned travelers have come to expect from a fine bed and breakfast, this historic Beaufort Inn is among the finest accommodations on the southeast coast. The Rhett House Inn is situated in the historic district of Beaufort, SC, a small Southern town of only 11,000 and founded in 1712, and only steps away from the celebrated shops and restaurants.

We got settled and walked a couple blocks to Emily’s for dinner. We were tired from a full day of travel and it was nice to sit down to a good meal. We enjoyed our food and the waitstaff were efficient and helpful with questions we had about the area. On our way home from the restaurant at dusk Katie commented that it felt like she was on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland with the crickets chirping, the muggy air, and the Spanish Moss hanging from the trees.

Over the next week I’ll be posting more photos from the Inn and the Beaufort Area along with the main event, the Marine Graduation Ceremony at Parris Island. It was all amazing. We arrived home on Saturday and during our layover in Dallas we enjoyed an hour with my brother and my niece Miss Hope. I’m still recuperating and hope to get around to visit y’all soon.

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

A Southern Belle…

My daughter Katie and I hope to have a Southern Belle experience when we head to South Carolina and to the “South” for our first time ever. We are staying here…

 

with this fabulous porch…

 

Our #1 reason to travel here is to see Katie’s boyfriend Andrew graduate from USMC Boot Camp, Parris Island. She is soooo excited to finally see him after only having snail mail correspondence for a few months now. He has done well and we are all proud of him. I’m hoping to get lots of photos and will share after we get home. I haven’t decided yet if I’ll be taking my computer…

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.