For years before I moved to Anderson, this exit represented Anderson to me. Exit 19 — I’d take one exit to go northwestish to Clemson and Seneca and my grandmother’s house and the other exit into Anderson to visit her accountant’s office. (She became less and less able to do her bills as she aged.)
I hope to take more pictures of the exit and nearby landscape, as rumors say it will change over the next year or so. More retail development coming.
Not an Anderson-specific photo — but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. A friend’s disc dog. Bandit quivers with anticipation when the frisbee comes out. He’s a true athlete. 🙂
Gracie’s, a little diner on Murray Avenue that has been serving delicious food since the early ’80s. A friend and I enjoyed eggs and grits and grilled biscuits on Saturday morning. More pics are here.
With my precinct being at the Coleman Rec Center, I had a great opportunity on Saturday to view the facility like I had never before. It’s just gorgeous. Multiple sky lights, open levels. Clean and new. The cynical side of me wonders if an engineer would begrudge the architect’s use of space and glass as wasteful, but the “artist” in me relishes every stylish, open, wonderful inch.
I can’t wait to try out the cardio equipment, elevated walking track, and sniff each gym for that familiar, comfortable, musty odor. A day pass is $5 and a year’s membership is $100. More pics here.
This is my new precinct location. Three precincts were combined, and we all now vote at the Coleman Recreation Center. (A beautiful facility.) I went about 9ish to vote, and it was pleasantly quiet. No lines. Nice people. And it was fun to see folks I recognized from the neighborhood. I even saw a neighbor and her mother who I’d been meaning to e-mail for a while. Wish I had thought to get their picture!
This fish sculpture, by Wyn Foland, swims prominently in the courtyard of the Hilton Garden Inn. I love the impressionistic (?) quality. I’ve never been sailing, but this scene makes me want to feel the wind in my hair and the boat under my feet. More pics are here.
These flowers — Pansies? — survive even in the winter. Pretty. Couldn’t help but notice them as I drove round for my dose of sugar in the form of Sonic Slush. 🙂
The girls and I stumbled on this little creek a month or so ago as we followed those immense electric towers and the path they cut through the country side. The norm on such treks is that Maggie explores and Lily follows close behind, while being attentive to my whistle. Maggie…not so attentive. Lily loves water and regularly jumps in when she sees it, no matter how cold. I was delighted to see Maggie eager to wade this time. In the sub-50 degree weather, I was not interested.
On Saturday, I found myself at the intersection above, beside the McDougal Funeral Home. The man in the umbrella stopped traffic so a procession, led by a police car, could turn onto N. Main. I wondered what cemetery they were headed to. The rain seemed appropriate.
The precinct photographed yesterday is located at the National Guard Armory. Near the entrance is the above relief. The center Palmetto tree makes me think it is supposed to be S.C. specific. I didn’t find anything about this sculpture on the National or S.C. Guard web sites. Does anyone know anything about it?