We were worried. Not even a real thunderstorm, but the threat of one caused the power to go out for quite awhile. We attended the wine reception at the lodge without power (and AC.) When the large glass windows started acting like a greenhouse, we decided it was time to leave. Fortunately the power came back on before it was time to leave for dinner.
We had reservations for the Middleton Place restaurant at 7:00. The power came on at 6:15. We were worried, but we headed out anyway. The trek across Middleton was stunning, with the setting sun highlighting the gardens. A small fox ambled along the trail in front of us, ducking into the azaleas at the last minute.
Of course, when we got to the restaurant, there was a sign on the door…
So much for being able to eat dinner without having to leave the premises.
We found dinner in Summerville at a place called the Mustard Seed. It was pretty good, but we had been looking forward to Middleton.
When we got back to the inn it was dark, and I was still up for exploration. I grabbed my camera and decided to take advantage of our access to Middleton Place Gardens. I strolled along the grounds and under the moss-laden trees in the dark. I tried to take a few long-exposure photos, but I hadn’t brought a tripod with me. None of the shots turned out.
It was peaceful and relaxing in the dark and in the gardens. As spooky as it could be, I didn’t see anything that looked like ghosts. Even though I had dowsed myself with bug spray, the mosquitoes were still getting bad. It was time to head back in.