Crab dock at Pawleys Island, SC

Beach Week: PI’s Historic District

In every walk in nature, one receives more than he seeks. John Muir A week at Pawleys Island, South Carolina, wouldn’t be complete without one or more early morning walks. Since we stay in what’s called the Bird’s Nest on the South End, a walk in the historic district begins right around the corner from […]

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Surfers at North End Pawleys Island SC

Beach Week: Surf’s up!

The best surfer out there is the one having the most fun! Phil Edwards Are you thinking this could be Huntington Beach in Southern California? What about the white sand beaches of Oahu where photographers capture surfers beneath towering waves? Well, it’s neither: This is little ol’ Pawleys Island, South Carolina, where waves are low […]

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Pawleys Pier just before rain

Beach Week: Pawleys Pier

If you believe that this life is all there is and there is no greater power than man, you must walk to the end of this pier at sunset.    Donna Calhoun Although we’ve vacationed at Pawleys Island, SC for over 35 years, we’ve never stood on Pawleys Pier. We’ve stood around it — left side, […]

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Lens-Artists Photo Challenge 104: Summer

Just the smell of summer can make me fall in love. Anonymous Perhaps it’s that old song that begins “Summertime, summertime, sum, sum, summertime . . . ” or the smell of lake water, inner tubes, and homemade ice cream — summer makes most people fall in love. And this summer, even in the midst […]

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Lens-Artists Challenge #97: Pastimes

Do what you love, and love what you do. ┬áIsraelmore Ayivor Guest host Sue (Mac’s Girl) who writes The Nature of Things threw down the challenge of pastimes — what we spend our time doing outside of our work lives for this week’s Lens-Artists Challenge. Since we’re at the beach for a week at Pawleys […]

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Discover Prompt 9: Pairs at Pawleys

Almost every morning during our one short week vacation at Pawleys Island, South Carolina, I get up before dawn and walk down to the beach. Sometimes I sit on the pilings. Sometimes I stroll and look for seashells, shark teeth and whatever else has washed ashore. Sometimes I just stare at the heavens while colors […]

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