What a nice day! For eight years we have lived within forty miles of a West Point classmate without making the effort to get together. Today we corrected the situation. Cy and Judy Wilson live in a handsome home southeast of Charleston on Seabrook Island. It is a really classic development that epitomizes the best of the "low country" It was low tide when we were there but the next picture, taken from their deck, shows how the ocean comes up to their dock when the tide comes in.
We spent an hour or so getting re-acquainted and drove to the Osprey Course at Kiawah for lunch. Quiet, classy elegance describes the environment, and the local "pluff mud Porter" wasn't bad either. After lunch we drove over to Kiawah Island's Ocean Course (home of the PGA in August). We sat on the deck, watching the ocean, the 18th green and the putting green. Cy managed to borrow a putter, and he and Durelle crossed swords on the putting green for a while as Judy and I watched.
After a very pleasant afternoon, we headed out. The Jeep was low on fuel. I got the low fuel warning beep before I found a gas station. The area is exclusively residential. The next picture shows a home with a spectacular live oak in the front yard.
As we headed home we drove by the famous Angel Oak, perhaps the biggest and oldest live oak in existence.
It was a very nice day, and we rejoice in the company of good friends like the Wilsons.
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