I'll never forget my first date with my wife in 1998. Perched high on the pier at the Fisherman's Restaurant & Bar in San...
The east coast of South Carolina is a complex of miles and miles of bio-rich inlets, islands, estuaries, bays, and coastal forests. This is where you’ll find the Palmetto Bluff resort: 20,000 acres of pristine South Carolina “lowcountry” encompassing a nature preserve, walking trails, a marina, and ample opportunities to fish, golf, watch birds, swim, explore whimsical tree houses—anything, really.
Over the centuries, countless ships have been lost in the pursuit of a reliably navigable sea route between the Atlantic and Pacific oceans. Climate change, however, is broadening our options.
This year’s categories are Nature, People, and Cities, and there are no limits on the number of entries (though there’s a $15 fee per photo).
The prize is worth your best effort even if you did hate high school English: A 7-course banquet for 300 partygoers dressed in Elizabethan attire, breakfast in the royal canopy bed, and the skull of poor Yorick on the nightstand.
How different can small town, pastoral life look in two parts of the same country? Very different (ours is a big country). If Palmetto Bluffs is quintessentially Southern, then the Inn at Brandywine Falls, a mere 640 miles to the north, represents the Midwest impeccably.
The traditional stone building housed a steam-powered olive oil press in the late 19th century; recently it was granted protected status by the Greek Ministry of Culture and converted into a lovely, quiet, family-run inn. The décor is modern but elements of the olive oil press remain: An immense drum of gorgeous hammered bronze has been burnished and repurposed as a reception counter.