The end of October doesn’t just mean Halloween for those of us in the Lowcountry, it also heralds in the final month of Hurricane Season. Beginning in June, this season is marked by months of crossing our fingers while anxiously checking weather reports as we all hope for the best and look toward December. When a hurricane does come knocking on our Lowcountry doorstep, we are all faced with a decision – do we stay? Or do we go?
Holy Trinity Swing Bridge 5K & Prayer Walk Goes Virtual
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Holy Trinity Classical Christian School has announced that in response to COVID-19 the 2nd Annual Swing Bridge 5K & Prayer Walk has switched to a virtual format. The 5K and 2K “Tater Tot” races, which were originally scheduled for Saturday, Oct.17 in downtown Beaufort, will now start virtually any time after the date of registration.
First-ever virtual Walk for Water brings more than a drop to those in need
Sarah Folzenlogen knows first-hand the struggle millions of people face every day just to get water for their families.
“I’ve been to Kenya on mission trips and seen how far people have to walk for water — and it’s not even clean water,” theLady’s Island resident said a few days after participating in the Beaufort Walk for Water. “This walk really hits home how fortunate we are.”
Allen Patterson Builders, Habersham Land Company, and K. Lo Designs announce the completion and opening of a 2020 Southern Living Showcase Home. This new house plan is named “The Loudon,” and is being built with innovative quality, functionality, and an elevated interior design featuring the iconic colors and textures of the Lowcountry.
The Culinary Institute of the South at Technical College of the Lowcountry, set to open fall 2021, will now also house the Foodseum, an interactive museum experience dedicated to Southern food.
“By whom or by what had I been impelled to disrupt the normal course of my existence?” the globe-trotting French anthropologist Clause Lévi-Strauss asked in his 1955 memoir, Tristes Tropiques. I asked myself the same question every few days over a ten-month period in the mid-1970s when I was trekking around a small chunk of West Africa, cassette recorder in hand, seeking professional story-tellers (generically, griots) and village elders to recite what they knew of family, village, or state history.