the back roads....
this weekend, we spent a lot of time on the road, well interstate, for the most part. on our way to pick up tay from my parents, we decided ...

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however, i did not protest on the way home and i discovered just how beautiful back roads really can be. we live in the lowcountry and you just take forgranted all of the beautiful things we are surround around with- water's everywhere, marsh grass, and historic preservation around every corner. hence, old sheldon church, a place that i dreamed about getting married but copped out b/c of my fear of rain (how lame). you can find her on the "back roads" of traveling to beaufort...and she makes your heart skip a beat and you swallow your pride for even thinking of protesting "back roads"......