Most of our daylight hours were spent on Saint Helena Island, right next door, but we saved just enough time to take a stroll around some of the older areas in Beaufort...
We parked our car along the waterfront, beneath the low hanging live oaks. On one side was the marsh grass and salty water, the opposite side was lined with some of the most beautiful homes I have ever seen...
One home in particular, the Thomas Fuller House aka "Tabby Manse", caught our attention. It was built in the 1700's using a material called tabby...a mixture of oyster shells and crushed lime rock. The walls are said to be two feet thick! Pretty cool...
We noticed another home with the porch ceilings painted in the prettiest shade of sky blue. Supposedly, if you paint your porch ceilings the color of the sky it will trick all the nesting bugs (think dirt dobbers and wasps) into thinking that it IS the sky and they won't try to build their nests there. If you have ever had to clean up dirt dobber messes, then you know that it is worth it to give this paint thing a try. Besides, it looks really pretty :)...
After our slow stroll to the waterfront park and then back, all the while admiring the architecture along the way, we hopped in the car ready to head on down the road. Just as we were leaving, a church down a side street caught our attention. So of course we stopped and got out to take a closer look :)...
This church, St. Helena's Episcopal Church, is so very old. It dates back to the early 1700's and as the pictures above tell, it provided aid to passerby in both the Revolutionary and Civil Wars. Wow... If the walls could talk...
We walked around the church yard, which is also a cemetery...
Just as we were getting back into our car to leave, a woman approached us. I didn't see her walk up, she was just suddenly there. She told us that she needed help, a few dollars to put some gas into her car because she was stranded. I had just been to the ATM, so I actually had some money to give her (rare, I usually don't carry much cash). I gave her the money and for some reason I also reached out and gave her a hug. I wished her well and turned around to my car for just a sec, when I turned back around she was gone. Poof. Just like she came. Ya'll, I just don't know...I hugged her and she felt real, but it was a strange experience...
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