There’s a place just outside Charleston where reality and fantasy blur like watercolors in the rain, and I’m convinced it might be the closest thing to time travel we humans have discovered.
Magnolia Plantation and Gardens isn’t just another pretty stop on the tourist trail—it’s a portal to something that feels suspiciously like magic.
The first time you cruise down that oak-canopied entrance drive, something shifts in your brain chemistry.
Your breathing slows…