An Afternoon on the Savannah

An afternoon spent on the banks of the Savannah River with my daughter. We were on the South Carolina side looking over at Augusta, Georgia.

The city planners in North Augusta are developing their side of the river nicely. They have allowed houses to be built but have left space for the public to enjoy the river. That is good planning folks. There is a walking area and a park. Meanwhile on the opposite side of the bridge on the South Carolina side there are some very large homes sitting right on the banks. Plus the required golf course. I care nothing for golf. Pure blasphemy in some parts I am aware.

 

This little bridge was lovely in the shadows.

 

 

I drove over the Savannah River every day to work at the hospital for twenty one years. Now I drive across to arrive at the yellow house. It is always pretty and somewhat mysterious.

There is a section where it is so shallow you can walk across it into Georgia. We must put that on our to do list.

 

 

I swam in this river in my much younger years. I do not think I would now.

 

One of the homes on the Georgia side. They all have boat docks. They have boat races on the river in the spring which are very loud.

 

 

 

CC and I had a great time walking along the banks taking photographs. You can see we stayed til dark. We went to an evening market and purchased goat milk soaps. Say that very fast several times…goat milk soaps…goat milk soaps…now you are dizzy…my work is done. They had many other wares for sale. We will revisit this river bank again and again.

grace surrounds us

Olive