Palmetto Bluff

After an easy trip from Beaufort, we were tied up 10:30. I’m here to spend Thanksgiving with Cathy’s brother Jeff, his wife Kathy, and their son Jeffrey.

Cathy and I stayed at Palmetto Bluff 30 years ago, and at that point it more vision than reality. An Inn on the river, a couple of cute small cottages (where we stayed) and a few new homes. Over the years, it has been transformed into a beautiful development. 22,000 acres. A dozen separate neighborhoods.

Wandering paths with over-arching Spanish Moss

Beautiful homes

And alligators. This 10-footer lives right in front of Jeff’s house.

Jeff and Kathy have built a beautiful home, right on a lake, with a southern exposure.

Like most modern waterfront homes, the ground floor is garages, the living quarters are on the second floor, and the bedrooms on the third. A screened-in porch on the second level, and a deck on the third. There’s a fireplace in the Great Room, another on the porch, and another down at the dock!

We are sitting on the screened porch on a warm, sunny day, watching the alligator. And some fish jumping. There’s not a cloud in the sky, there’s a soft, warm breeze, and Jeff bought me a dozen Perdomo cigars. Heaven.

As with Stan and Susan Harris, I am so happy for Jeff and Kathy. To come to the end of the trail and have a home like this is truly a blessing.