When the terrorist attack came I was in Atlanta on business.  The city shut down in a mess of fear and confusion.  The next day the Peabody started to clean up the glass and cover up the gaping holes.  The injured and the dead were removed.  Everyone noted a strange smell.  It had a dry, moldy scent reminiscent of Spanish Moss gone rotten.   No one could identify its source.

A few days later the evening news reported an increase in the amount of Spanish Moss on the trees and that it had taken hold on the ground and was strangling everything in its path.  Within a week the Spanish Moss had become an epidemic.  It was strangling all greenery and fowling waterways.  It spread in a frighteningly mechanical manner from state to state.  Despite global bans on travel and close inspection, it somehow attached itself to travelers and became a world wide problem.

Food and water became scarce and eventually bedlam ensued with killing and pillaging and hoarding the order of the day.

My time on this planet started to draw to a close.  So I set out on foot to home, South Carolina.  I determined to see if anyone was still alive on Daufuskie.

And this is what I found – the tragic beauty and remnants of a carefree time when people sat on the beach and brought baskets filled with fried chicken and lemonade.  The moss was making its inexorable approach and nothing would stop it.

This is written in response to Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, https://www.scvincent.com/2017/03/23/thursday-photo-prompt-Empty#writephoto.

About Bernadette

I live in the small town of Haddonfield, NJ. I am at an age in my life when I seem to spend time thinking and musing about life. These musings are usually stimulated by my walks through Haddonfield, my reading of books and fellow bloggers, and my interaction with my group of fabulous family and friends.

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