Driving between Beaufort SC, and Savannah GA I saw the sign that said “historical marker 1/2 mile ahead.” I’m a sucker for this sort of thing and was pleased to find room on the shoulder to pull over. Old Sheldon Prince William’s Parish Church was built in 1755. It was burned to the ground by the British in the Revolutionary War, rebuilt, then burned down again by the Union during the Civil War.
The sun was just setting and the soft light through the Spanish moss made the ruins look beautiful.
I wandered in to look around, and take in a bit of history.
As I was wandering through the ruins looking at the pillars and arches, planning what pictures to take, when I tripped over a big marble slab. Upon further inspection I saw that the slab had a name and dates carved into it. Not only that, but the whole field was full of these slabs.
By this time the sun was mostly gone, the frogs were getting louder, and the moss was suddenly a lot less charming. I tried to look calm and cool as I hurried back to the van, why I’m not sure; no one else was around. I got in, put it in gear, and called my wife. I could hear her roll her eyes over the phone.