Beside the scorched brick structure the grass was wet with dew on a brisk morning. We were completely alone under the towering oaks. The birds were eerily, soulfully, singing their well practiced tunes as we walked around the columns. Our first stop on the road trip from Charleston to Savannah was the Sheldon Church Ruins [Old Sheldon Church Rd, Yemassee, SC 29945] a grim, yet enchanting place.
The clamorous history of these ruins speaks to the early years of American history, still finding itself in the world.
Burnt during the Revolutionary war by the British because the church was believed to have gunpowder in it, rebuilt and burnt again in the Civil War by General Sherman during the March to the Sea. What remains when the pews and the flames are gone is the classic Greek revival foundation.
Tracing around this grand skeleton was somehow peaceful, a must visit while in the area.
There’s always something haunting about Southern ruins like these. You took some great photos!