Biggin Church Ruins – Along the Road Less Traveled

Ron Mayhew

Way down in South Carolina’s Lowcountry, not too far from Moncks Corner, and just a stone’s throw from the Cooper River lies the Biggin Church Ruins. It was constructed in 1711 to serve as the church for the Parish of St John’s Berkley. The church also served as a meeting place where the civil matters of colonial South Carolina’s largest parish were handled.

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Unfortunately, the church burned in a forest fire in the mid 1700s, the first of three destructive fires. Biggin Church was replaced with a new building in 1761.

Biggin Church Ruins photo

British troops occupied the church during the Revolutionary War and used it as an ammunition depot. As they were forced to retreat, the Redcoats burned the church and the stores for a second time.

Biggin Church Ruins photo

Soon, the parish church was rebuilt again and served its community continuously up to the Civil War. During the war it was neglected and fell…

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Gotta love public holidays

Forest light

There’s a Bear in the Words

Trail Baboon

Today’s post comes from Bart, the bear who found a smart phone in the woods.

H’lo, Bart here.

Words can hurt.

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I’m sad about this insensitive DNR press release that came out last week about how people should react to wild bears in Twin Cities suburbs.

For one thing, it lumps together bears and mosquitos because we’re both “unwelcome visitors.” This is unfair. I know mosquitos. I live in the woods! Bears and mosquitos are NOT the same!

Then they compare bears to “a guy wielding a knife”!

What?

Unfair again! If you look inside any suburban strip mall Subway you’ll see a real “guy wielding a knife.” Trust me – I’ve looked inside a lot of them. He’s just slicing the Honey Wheat bread (which I love), and nobody thinks of him as a threat to public safety.

One sad-but-true…

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Table Top Talks: George Orwell’s Animal Farm and Vladimir Nabokov’s Lolita

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Computer Posing as Teenager Achieves Artificial-Intelligence Milestone

Unchanging State by Kyle Thompson

Life in Pictures

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Kyle Thompson was born in Chicago on January 11th, 1992. He began taking photographs at the age of nineteen after finding interest in nearby abandoned houses. His work is mostly composed of self portraits, often taking place in empty forests and abandoned homes. His work encapsulates the ephemeral narrative, a nonexistent story line that only lives for a split moment.  These images show the collapse of narrative, as there is no defined story line with a beginning and end; instead, these images create a loop.  This fleeting moment lives on in a constant unchanging state.  By diverting the view of the face, the images become more ambiguous, the viewer is no longer able to tie a defined story line to the image.

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