Loaded Beauty
<p>“This place is expensive, but oh so beautiful,” Mom had gushed a year earlier when she moved into I’On, a “new urbanism” planned community in Mt. Pleasant, SC built in 1995. I’On sits at the edge of a peninsula, looking out over the bright green, spartina grass waterways of Hobcaw Creek. Large white egrets slowly ungulate on the docks each morning hunting the crackling crabs at low tide. Giant elder oak trees with heavy, sometimes threatening limbs, help sell the “old southern charm” owners pay millions for. Mom lived in what is called a FROG — Furnished Room Over Garage. She, like me, has a penchant for beauty she can’t quite afford. She paid $2800/mo. in rent for a studio apartment and I spent a few months living in her loft. It seems creepily ironic that <a href="https://bristolbaughan.medium.com/list/following-the-regenerative-rabbit-0d418a71653a" rel="noopener">Following the Regenerative Rabbit</a> led to me to live in what felt like New Gilead with my mother, over a garage, burying notes and credit cards in the mud, as we awaited our residency visas to Portugal.</p>
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