To celebrate National Spoonerism Day, switch your sounds around as much as possible.
July is jammed with holidays. We started the month with World UFO Day. Then we raced into Independence Day, National Kissing Day, National Nude Day, and Yellow Pig Day. (The presidential candidate who will declare a three-day holiday weekend for all of these great celebrations has my vote) Today is National Spoonerism Day, a favorite of my logophile friends and me. Continue reading “National Spoonerism Day”
While PM Trudeau’s words had me wide-eyed and a little horrified, my accurate transcription fails to capture the accompanying awkward hand gestures that inspired a few hand gestures of my own, one in particular.
[This column first appears in the July 2019 issue of The Charleston Mercury.]
57 million straws a day
[In op-ed columnists’ latest installment of RAWW (Rants of an Angry White Woman) Patra Taylor introduces readers to the Straw men and empty suits of Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau’s world.] Continue reading “Straw men and empty suits”
After a nearly hundred-year absence, rice has made a comeback in South Carolina.
Charleston Food Facts
In the early 1700s, planters near the coastal port of Charleston began the arduous process of clearing and diking inland swamps to provide water for the cultivation of rice. But the first attempts at growing it failed. Finally, in 1726, rice was successfully introduced into the colony, and with its success came the first wave of economic prosperity. In its rice heyday, Charleston Harbor was one of the largest shippers of rice in the world, second only to Bangkok. With the abolition of slavery in 1865, labor-intensive rice production had screeched to a halt by the turn of the century. Continue reading “Rice Told Tales”
A self-described representational painter, Ignatov’s works float fluidly between impressionism and realism.
One of Charleston, SC’s feature writers, Patra Taylor, meets artist Ignat Ignatov.
The art of Ignat Ignatov
This article by one of Charleston’s prolific feature writers, Patra Taylor, introduces readers to the art of Bulgarian-born impressionist, Ignat Ignatov, whose paintings are featured at LePrince Fine Art located on Charleston’s historic King Street. Continue reading “From the City of Angels to the Holy City”
While I still appreciate the simplicity of the “sticks and stones” problem-solving paradigm, I prefer to think I’ve evolved with the times. Today, bullies are dealt with through zero tolerance policies, the arduous criminal justice system and lengthy civil lawsuits.
At the risk of sounding antediluvian, the playground protocol from the era I grew up in seemed a whole lot simpler than it is today. When confronted with taunting and name-calling, a girl like me would first initiate the “sticks and stones” defense.
“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Continue reading “Coots, codgers and a kick in the shin”
Mike quickly discovered the door was open and the church was welcoming, so he found himself inside, marveling at the church’s sophisticated architectural and pondering the original intent of those who built it in Abbeville on the eve of the American Civil War.
Saving Trinity is the fourth in a series by Patra Taylor about Preservation South Carolina’s efforts to save the state’s rural Sacred Spaces. This article appeared in the June 2019 issue of the Charleston Mercury.
Excerpt from article: Each time Bedenbaugh turns the lock in the door, he bears the responsibility of representing the passions and integrity of the board of directors of Preservation South Carolina for which he serves as executive director. More importantly, he has made promises to the church’s congregants, to the community, to the Episcopal diocese. Saving this church edifice for future generations is personal. To Mike, they’re all personal. Continue reading “Saving Trinity”
A picturesque seaside village steeped in history and its own unusual brand of culture, Folly Beach is affectionately referred to as “The Edge of America.”
[One of Charleston’s popular feature writers, Patra Taylor describes life along the South Carolina coastline.]
Welcome to Folly Beach
Located just eight miles south of historic downtown Charleston, Folly Beach, South Carolina begins at the end of Highway 171 on Folly Island. A picturesque seaside village steeped in history and its own unusual brand of culture, this six-mile long barrier island, bordered by the Folly River and Atlantic Ocean, is affectionately referred to as “The Edge of America.” Continue reading “Nostalgia pervades Folly Beach”