Lowcountry Windmill

Wappoo Cut, James Island, S.C.

I've felt homebound today with threats of rain and tornadoes all afternoon. After doing some yard work this morning I've lollygagged around the house binge watching The Killing on Netflix. I had a busy week with Volunteer Week Recognition events in multiple facilities trying in some small way to thank the folks who spend so much time in our hospitals making life better for so many.

I often pay a visit to this windmill at the Wappoo Cut on James Island when I go to the Terrace Theater. It looked especially dramatic with the bright clouds.

Tilting at Windmills

Windmill, Wappoo Cut, Charleston, S.C.

"Do you see over yonder, friend Sancho, thirty or forty hulking giants? I intend to do battle with them and slay them. With their spoils we shall begin to be rich for this is a righteous war and the removal of so foul a brood from off the face of the earth is a service God will bless."

"What giants?" asked Sancho Panza. 

"Those you see over there," replied his master, "with their long arms. Some of them have arms well nigh two leagues in length."

"Take care, sir," cried Sancho. "Those over there are not giants but windmills. Those things that seem to be their arms are sails which, when they are whirled around by the wind, turn the millstone."

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Are we fortunate? We have only the one giant to battle. This adorable windmill watches over the boaters putting in at the Wappoo Cut boat landing. Built by John Roessler at the Wappoo Cut around 1936, it was a landmark along the Intracoastal Waterway. It was donated to the club and moved near Elliott's Cut adjacent to the Plymouth Avenue firehouse boat landing and playground in 2000. She is a sweetie. I've featured her before and I expect I will again.

Sunday night. I am sure there will be giants to battle again this workweek. Perhaps more than usual.