I’ve been thinking and thinking about what to say in this last blog about my South Carolina Lowcountry experience last Fall. Except it’s not an ending for me; I’ve just awakened to the unqualified truth about race in America. I could go on and on about this, and I have; if you’d like to catch up, you can start here with Part One.
I didn’t know what to expect when I began this difficult story, but I have been lifted up by the support and comments. So I feel I should finish it with hope, because y’all have given that to me.
I hope that as a nation we soon acknowledge that our history of slavery is far from over, that we’ve marginalized an entire ethnic group of Americans who can’t fully escape the chains of racial injustice until we admit how deep those waters run.
I hope our elected government commits to leveling the economic playing field for black Americans by giving full and overdue financial support to our failing public education system upon which they depend.
And I hope that We, The People, refuse to ignore these and more profoundly immoral realities any longer.
If we can’t do this, individually and as a nation, then we have no moral high ground to stand upon…anywhere.
The beauty of color
So back we go to the Lowcountry for the final leg of our journey.
As my husband and I were nearing the end of our last vacation day with our visit to Brookgreen Gardens, we came upon the Butterfly House. I’d never been inside one, so I was excited to…take more pictures!
[Remember to click on the photos to enlarge; twice for detail close-up.]
We had to buy additional tickets for around $3. Then there was a short wait; visitors stay in the House for 30 minutes and leave with the group. That’s because getting in and out has to be carefully done with assistance at each door; butterflies will fly away. So my next photo was actually my last shot when everyone else was exiting.
Really, it’s not a completely unfortunate place for a butterfly to live, except for the gawking humans strolling through every half hour….
Oh, but how can they blame us, flaunting their angel wings in front of mere mortals?
Yet getting a photograph is much harder than one imagines…even when there’s a houseful. But patience–and luck–paid off.
These delicate little teases were like chasing fairies.
And sometimes…magic happens: I caught the fairy!
Natural Habitat Zoo
Brookgreen Gardens has a small but varied natural habitat zoo. Designed so visitors can walk through and observe without endangering the animals or humans, they only accept those species native to the area and often previously injured and unable to return to the wild. I only got a few good photos as time was running out, the sun was low in the sky, and the cover of trees and blur of fencing made for poor exposures. But the swamp and critters were amazing, so I hope you get the feel of it.
There were several areas for birds, with netted domes as high as 60 feet. This was my favorite simply because…well, you’ll see.
I think this bird is a heron.
You can see the net behind this white ibis if you look closely.
Just to give you an idea of how this habitat is truly built into a natural swamp:
These frisky otters were impossible to shoot with my camera, but you get the idea.
Remember the gators from TBOE Part Two?
There were a couple of somber bald eagles…though they were not bald.
I loved the owls. They were having mice for dinner.
There were other animals, but if your computer isn’t crashing by now, mine nearly is, so I’ll close with one last picture.
Riding into the sunset
As we were leaving through the entrance/exit to Brookgreen, I noticed the huge, signature Fighting Stallions statue, by Anna Hyatt Huntington, on hubby’s side of the car. When he stopped for traffic, I thrust my camera at him and barked, Get a shot! Later looking at the resulting photo I thought, Oops, that’s good for just about nothing. How wrong I was.
So with that photo, I thank you for taking the time to visit, especially those who have gone through the whole series with me. Love ya’! Muah, muah, muah!!