The trail curved here so I was able to get a few different angles, even a bit closer in spite of the swamp water.
While I was moving around taking photos he peeked out of a half open eye. He wasn’t impressed.



Random shots taken the other morning while out looking for ‘bigger’ stuff in the swamps. Ellen usually finds these critters. Somehow I managed to be walking out in front and while waiting looked down around me. Little guy’s were everywhere.
Four old cabins, there once were eleven. The enslaved people working the rice fields lived here.
They are down a short road, away from the main house at Magnolia Plantation. Probably closer to the swamp and ponds that are home to alligators.
The buildings survived federal troops moving towards Charleston, the main house did not. After emancipation these four buildings remained occupied for years by people who stayed to continue working here. They most likely worked the phosphate digs once rice was gone. Phosphate mounds can be still be seen from modern roads passing the plantations entrances.
A recently published book, ‘Sleeping With The Ancestors’ by local historian Joseph McGill details theses cabins and his beginning of the project to sleep in slave dwellings across the country. I believe an interview with Joe can be found on NPR.
Magnolia Plantation, Charleston, South Carolina.