Last week the hub and I drove to Georgia and took a ferry from St. Mary’s to Cumberland Island National Seashore. We were greeted by a boulevard of trees. Welcome! The island is mysterious and kind of dreamy with it’s gnarled oak trees and Spanish moss, mansion ruins, unspoiled beaches—and wild horses. We stopped to take a few photos, others disappeared into the maritime forest in groups and pairs. Except an older woman, setting off solo, down the boulevard of trees…. Read more »