Drumming up white feathery memories
Long before I moved to South Carolina, family vacation trips took us over Charleston’s “New Cooper River Bridge.”
Life’s healing elixir
A Sunday sojourn found me at Healing Springs near Blackville, South Carolina.
Memories of Zebco reels and red wrigglers
I drive west, Georgia bound, and pass it yet again, a place that pulls at my heart.
Describing life behind the lens
Thirty-seven years ago I wrote “Worth The Wait,” a feature on photographing wildlife.
Thirty years: The mountains to the sea
I remember the year well. 1984. It was my first year working as a staff writer for South Carolina Wildlife.