Unless I am heading offshore fishing, I rarely ever fish on the weekends. Back in the day I used to fish on Saturdays and Sundays, but as more and more people started getting boats, I simply …

Imagine the hush of dawn over the Lowcountry — the silhouettes of herons perched in the early light and the first notes of a Carolina Wren drifting through the air. Edith Inglesby’s words …

For some unknown reason this brutally hot part of summer almost always has me comparing summers as I was growing up here. Front and center are “Was it this hot back then?” It seems I …