I’m used to November being a gray, cold month.  Bare branches except a few orange leaves that refuse to fall, and a good chance of the year’s first snow.  November in Charleston was completely different.  It was bright foliage and crimson-bowed garland, yellow leaf-lined streets with no need for long sleeves.  Orange, yellow, red, and green…and more than enough sunshine to enjoy all of it.  I doubt I could survive a summer in South Carolina, but November…yes.

The first place we visited in Charleston was Magnolia Plantation, which turned out to be one of my favorite parts of the trip.  It was a Sunday afternoon, warm, and mostly empty (except for some friendly animals including miniature horses.  Miniature.  Horses.)  We stayed for a few hours…I shot roll after roll of film as my eyes adjusted to the sight of magnolia blooms and giant oak trees and sunshine.  These are a few of my favorite photos from that afternoon…