Once a family business, now a canvas for time. The Powells’ storefront stands quietly in rural South Carolina, its walls softened by vines, its windows open to the wind. Nature has moved in where customers once stood, wrapping the past in green, reminding us that everything—eventually—returns to the earth
Once a family business, now a canvas for time. The Powells’ storefront stands quietly in rural South Carolina, its walls softened by vines, its windows open to the wind. Nature has moved in where customers once stood, wrapping the past in green, reminding us that everything—eventually—returns to the earth