OK, so this is not art, but when it snows in Charleston one is sort of obliged to record the event because it may be another 10 years before it happens again.  I had plans to photograph a specific country church in the snow, down Highway 17 in Hollywood, not too far from home since I was rightfully concerned about driving on icy roads, but when I peeked out from under the covers at the sparse dusting of white on the lawn, I decided it just wasn’t worth risking life and limb to go there.  I did the next best thing by taking a couple of photos from my front porch.  Actually one photo is of my neighbor’s yard, since I had forgotten to switch the sprinkler system off and it melted most of our snow earlier in the day.