Charleston babymoon.

We wandered the lamp-lit Rainbow Row, stopped to smell creeping wisteria along the way. Speculated on life in this house and that, both now and then (100, 200 years ago). Filled up on grits and coconut cream pie - indulged in Husk, Magnolia, Poogan's Porch. Slept in. Took a boat out on the harbor to look for dolphins, nearly froze to death in the process. Marveled at museum artifacts. Picked up small tokens for Hugo, the women who raised us, our baby girl.

And wondered at who she will be, this stirring babe. A lover of history, the coast? Will her face favor mine or her dad's, both or neither? What incredible and simple things will she do with her one wonderful life?

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