The Cathedral of St. John the Baptist, Fort Moultrie and Charles Pinckney National Historic Site

11/24/13 Sunday at Yemassee, SC (The Oaks at Point South-TT/MA)

Very cold windy day, but we should get sunshine as a reward. We enjoyed a leisurely morning, getting to the Cathedral in Charleston by 10:45 am. John even found a spot in their parking lot because we were so early for 11:15 pm Mass. I was fully prepared to use the City Parking, which is free when you show them the coupon in your church bulletin. What an experience: such a serene, majestic, inspiring service. Their choir (about 40) sang so beautifully (with a lovely echo in the church). I wish we’d kept our song sheets; most of the music was written in Gregorian chant.  I loved singing along.   A gentleman gave a tour right after Mass on Sunday. Among other things we learned that this is the second oldest brownstone (sandstone) church in the city. Pretty much everything in the church was created for its symbolism so we learned many of the symbols.

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As we drove to Sullivan’s Island from the peninsula that Charleston is on, we got to cross on the Arthur Ravenel Jr Bridge. Beautiful. I’d shared a photo of it from our boat yesterday. Once on the island we were pretty hungry so we stopped at Wendy’s on our way to Fort Moultrie. I haven’t been in Wendy’s for years. I sure enjoyed my chicken cobb salad, John enjoyed his Portabella bacon burger and we shared a chocolate “Frosty” (soft serve ice cream).   Click on the map below to enlarge.

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Fort Moultrie is the fort that Major Anderson left for Fort Sumter and one of the forts from which the Confederates attacked him. The National Park Service ($5 fee if you don’t have a Senior Pass) set it up so that various stages of “fort life” are visible: The first fort was built in 1776 of two palmetto log walls 16 feet feet apart. The space between was filled with sand. These were very effective at absorbing shells. The second fort (1794 until 1804 when destroyed by a hurricane) of earth and timber was a 5 sided structure with 17 foot walls. The third fort went through many modifications reflecting new inventions and coastal defense lessons. They found that low, heavy on earth fortifications were more effective than high walls. Then even these forts became moot as submarine and aerial attacks, nuclear weapons and guided missiles changed the whole concept of harbor defense.

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Z 17  IMG_4432 Z 18  IMG_4441The last 2 photos are of the observation tower and a light used for communications from the tower.

Powder magazine room

Powder magazine room

Z 19  IMG_4458Across from it the walls and barrier structure to prevent any explosion from affecting the rest of the fort. It was getting late but we managed a peak at the ocean before dashing to the Charles Pinckney National Historic Site.

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There were 2 Charles Pinckney (cousins had the same great grandfather), both signed the Constitution and were very involved in American Politics: Charles Cotesworth Pickney (1746-1825)

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Charles Pinckney (1732-1824): because of his public service he neglected his personal affairs and lost his fortune, including Snee Farm (next to this Historical Site). This building is a classic example of 19th century lowcountry plantation house, but Charles never lived in it. His Snee Farm house disappeared sometime in the first quarter of the 19th century.

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As you could tell, it was starting to get dark when we left, but we made it back home before it was totally dark, in time to talk a while with our son Justin (without a request for help this time). Our supper was leftover taco soup and popcorn. Yum and SO easy on a very cold, crisp day.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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