Marsh scene with a bit of rain.

This, and a train running through the middle of Main Street.

The pedestal clock and train tracks cutting across Main Street was one of my first impressions when I started to photograph small southern towns. The railroad tracks always reminded me of the movie ‘In The Heat Of The Night’. I was born and raised in NYC so it was all new.
Now on a quiet night, sitting on my back porch, I can hear the train passing off in the distance. And yes, it cuts right across Main Street.
This photograph includes many of my favorite subjects, and photo style. While I have a pretty large collection of unpublished images like this for some reason they have remained in my hard drives archives.
This particular photo was taken in the old graveyard of the First Scots Presbyterian church facing the old manor house of Nathaniel Russell. See, got a bunch of things in one view. 😁

The church and graveyard date back to 1731. Of course like everything here fire, war, and earthquakes brought many builds and fixes.
Nathaniel Russell built this house in 1808. It is considered a National Landmark and an architectural gem. He was incredibly wealthy (like many Charleston businessmen of the era). Unfortunately his money was made in the slave trade. The dark side of Charleston is it’s long history of slavery.
Both sites can be seen on Meeting Street in the old town section.