After our short but worthwhile love affair with Savannah, Georgia, we have decided to finally head further south down to Florida to meet some family members. What I didn’t realize though was that my husband brewed all along a surprise (I assume) that was meant for me. He actually had St. Simons Island in the Southeast Georgia coast in mind for a quick stopover.
ST. SIMONS ISLAND
I could easily and happily live in St. Simons. The island was how I picture Georgia to be! Unassuming, quiet, warm, maybe occasional rain, unpretending coastal villages of charming Southern style homes with white picket fences highlights, open porches, wide foyers, pergola covered entrances, and roads lined with live oak trees draped with distinctly quaint Spanish moss. The island speaks of an invitation requiring no extra effort but a promise of a hospitality exceptionally and proudly Southern.
ST. SIMONS ISLAND LIGHTHOUSE
As we were driving around the island, my husband suddenly stopped the car to my wonder. What I didn’t know all along was behind those giant oak trees is a coastline crowned with a beckoning lighthouse! Needless to say, I was delightfully surprised.
This current St.Simons Lighthouse and the keeper’s dwelling in St.Simons Island was built in 1872.It is one of only five surviving light towers in Georgia. The keeper’s dwelling now functions as a museum.
What made this trip most memorable is that unlike many other operational lighthouses, St. Simons Lighthouse allows visitors to climb the 129 steps and experience the amazing view from above.
Ah, my obsession with lighthouses. I can’t wait for the next one!
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i am uniquely and wonderfully made. 