When I was down in Charleston visiting with Kathie last Friday, that tenet played out once again in a very dramatic way. Behind Kathie's house was a beautiful, peaceful swampy pond so prevalent in the Low Country. It had its own unique set of sounds and smells. It was the kind of place that would make you sigh out loud.
On January 30. 2010, I took three photos of her pond during a cold winter rain. Even on a day like that, it was a serene place with her little stone Buddha sitting at the water's edge.
In its place were houses under development and a landscape devoid of nature and life. From her back deck I was able to see the loss and change in person and it broke my heart.
Yesterday on my Colonial Williamsburg Lovers Facebook page, someone posted a photo of the new paint scheme on one of my favorite houses. The Nicholson Shop used to be a striking colonial red, especially stunning when framed by autumn leaves. It's now beige and nondescript. Loss and change.
Thanks for stopping by today for a different sort of Postcard. I hope your losses are few and your changes minimal my friends.