I believe this is still a private residence. I’ve always loved the house, and the alley which has a great name.

Charleston, South Carolina.
One of the best ways to see Charleston and all of it’s history is to pick a street and take a walk. The town is on a peninsula and not all that big. You can’t get lost.
Important note though, be sure to have a camera. There’s ‘stuff’ everywhere. This day I picked Meeting Street one of the central streets.
The photographs were taken at the corner of Meeting and Tradd streets. I looked right, shot, looked left, shot.
Above is the house on my right, the Bradford-Horry house. Built in 1751 it has been added to the National Historic Registry for the homes unique architecture. The house has a piazza over a public street.
Next, a church was on the left side of the street. The First (Scots) Presbyterian Church. The Second Presbyterian Church is on the far side of town. Twelve Scottish residents left the Circular Church in 1731 to form this one. The two bell towers lost their bells during the US Civil War. When new bells were available the southern tower was found to be damaged from the 1886 earthquake. Only the north tower has bells now.
I had no intention of creating this long article when I started LOL. This is what happens when you take a camera for a walk around town. Oh yeah, the ‘Brown Dog Deli’ is just down the street. They have real Italian Hero sandwiches. Not something you find in the south and another good reason to pick the Meeting Street walk.
This series was shot out in the Bear Island wildlife area of the ACE Basin. A cloudy early morning three weeks ago where the various flocks were busy.
Below if viewed large you will find multiple species working the dike side and trunk.
In this group there are;
When we first arrive they were much further down the marsh however they were steadily marching right to our corner. Rather than walk the dike and risk scaring them we both found spots with an open view and waited.
Of course they came closer, we did these shots, and as expected flew back to where they started. We didn’t follow. The dike grass is too tall to see anything. Besides they would know we were there and fly off.
Bear Island, South Carolina.