Of all the places I have been fortunate enough to visit, Savannah has remained one of my top favorite places. During my stay, my mother came to visit on a business trip and joined me for a weekend of sightseeing.
Spanish moss!
A sundial in one of Savannah’s squares caught in the dappled sunlight.
And who can resist cupcakes??
We drove to Thunderbolt to see Bonaventure Cemetery.
The grave site of Johnny Mercer, the singer/songwriter.
Spanish moss drapes over a large portion of the cemetery.
Savannah’s City Hall at night.
More dangling spanish moss decorating the back gardens of the Juliet Gordon Lowe house. My mom and I took an afternoon tour of the house and were pleasantly surprised to learn so much about the life and founder of the Girl Scouts. This tenacious lady was not only incredibly artistic, but she persevered despite obstacles such as deafness to start the organization that is so widely known today. Both my mom and I were Girl Scouts when we were little so it was extra cool.
A “haunted” house on Oglethorpe in the daytime. Once the home of the Elk’s club, front door was ajar, practically inviting us to peer into this large dilapidated, uninhabited house. Funny story, we came back later that night as part of a ghost tour and the guide had us creep inside while we listened to its ghoulish history. If we dared, that is.
The dining room at the Old Pink House.
My mother and I took a tour out to the lighthouse on Tybee Island.
The trail was literally formed of oyster shells and was quickly disappearing under high tide.
After sinking into the muddy water as the trail got closer to the lighthouse, I stopped in consideration of my camera and watched instead as my mom continued on with the park guide. Thankfully, I don’t think I missed too much.
Our last sightseeing stop was the Wormsloe Plantation. This mile and a half long driveway is lined by these fantastic oak trees dripping with spanish moss. There are ruins and a visitors center to see at the end, but unfortunately the plantation mansion is private and we weren’t allowed to see it.
And I will leave you with just another random sight in Savannah’s Forsyth park. I love Savannah. 🙂