|Life on the Edge|
The trip home from St Augustine, was no shorter than the trip South had been, but at least we were not fighting rain all the way. Some portions were even inspiring. Much of the trip through the Southern end of South Carolina and Georgia takes one through the Salt Marshes of Ace Basin. There, amidst the seemingly endless seas of cord grass and salt creeks little hammock crop up. Some are only big enough to support a palmetto palm or two; Others are large enough to support oaks and even an isolated home. Looking at these isolated always sends my imagination spiraling off in wonderment of what it would be like to live life on the edge of a salt marsh.