One thing I truly love about St. Simons is the low country lifestyle and history embedded into every facet of the town.
Each historic monument around the island lay almost barren from the touch of tourists but yet gushes with antebellum charm of a generation long forgot.
After a morning of traveling from Savannah, we headed to St. Simon’s where our tour guide met us with a drink and the vehicle in which we were to see the sights on the island.
Our first stop was the beautiful Chris Church at Frederica. The sun had been threatening all morning to come out, and as we stepped off the trolley into the church grounds, golden rays cast themselves upon the white siding and gray shingled roof.
Illuminating the ancient oaks and causing the Spanish moss to take on a misty shimmer in the mid afternoon sun.
The Church hasn’t changed much in the 130+ years it’s inhabited St. Simon’s after it’s original building was destroyed by the Civil War. A stark contrast from it’s bright and light exterior, the interior is laid from ceiling to floor with heart of pine that has taken on a beautiful dark color that can only be naturally achieved through age. But the light that pours in from the Tiffany stained glass window, brings in some color to the otherwise dark interior.
After we had explored the grounds of the church thoroughly enough, we headed down to the square to Palm Coast coffee for a cup of iced coffee to quench the thirst we had garnered from snooping through the ancient tombstones. When you walk inside, the smell of fresh ground beans instantly perks you up and awakens you from the foggy stupor you came in with brought on by the heat from outside.
With coffees in hand, we did as the St. Simon’s people do and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon in leisurely bliss with no worries or where to be.