I was born and raised in South Carolina. I spent my first eight-teen years right in the small town of Latta which is approximately a half hour drive north of Florence. And two years after I graduated, I went on to be reborn on Parris Island and left there three months later as a United States Marine. I’ve been one ever since, even if not active. South Carolina. We’ve had our ups and downs just like any other state. Right now, we’re enjoying a robust economy in most of the metropolitan areas. The state has attracted big businesses to the likes of BMW, Boeing, and even the latest big name – Volvo. But there is so much more to the state I call home than big business and Clemson.
Although I was raised here and moved away and moved back, there is so much about the state I have not yet discovered. Each opportunity I get to go explore, I grab my camera and take off to wherever my wandering mind and eyes take me.
I had an extremely full week of business in Greenville last week. I didn’t anticipate that my schedule would fill up the way that it did. Before I knew it, the week was over and it was Saturday afternoon. I had to get back homeward only to catch some rest to head to North Carolina for a week the next day.
Yes my week was long. But that didn’t stop me from taking a detour into Clinton. I didn’t actually stop until I got to my destination of Musgrove Mill. I had never been there before in my life. I didn’t know what to expect. All I knew is that I was going. Over the years, I’ve passed this stretch of Interstate 26 four hundred times. I wish I had stopped earlier.
Musgrove Mill is a Revolutionary War Historic Site that is the location of The Battle of Musgrove Mill. I didn’t take advantage of the opportunity to canvas the entire acreage of the site. I was so consumed by the beauty of the woodlands, time was slipping away from me. I was taken by the beauty right at the entrance of the site with a jaggedly crafted fence along the perimeter of the property. There was deep green, healthy grass surrounding the murky, but still waters of a pond to my left. In the distance, tall trees with huge trunks and sprawling limbs added even more beauty to a place that had already made my camera happy and I hadn’t even taken it from the bag yet. Or maybe it was I that was happy and the camera would become the extension of my happiness.
I parked my car and got my gear prepared. I prayed that I wouldn’t come up against anything I couldn’t out run (nothing more than a turtle) and I proceeded to capture the beauty that surrounded me.
I know there are many, many beautiful places that the world has to offer. And believe me, I’m going to make an effort to see all of it I can. However, I am sure it is going to take me a while because of the beauty I have yet to capture in South Carolina. When I get the chance to see how the pond below acts as a mirror for the trees and the sky to look at themselves, I still have more exploring to do.
Life moves fast my friends. And sometimes our busy lives rob us of those moments where the beauty of life passes us right on by. Take a moment and get away. Get away to South Carolina…even if you already live here!