I spent the formative years of my upbringing near the coast of South Carolina, in an area known as the “Lowcountry”. It’s a natural landscape of low-lying swamps, creeks, rivers, and islands – with the ocean nearby. Oak trees, some of which are centuries old, line the backroads. The breeze tangles with “Spanish moss” hanging down from the branches. The area is majestic and has its own vibe.
