As the kid of a golf pro, I found myself spending "Take your Daughter to Work Days" at Kiawah each year. I never really learned how to hit a golf ball, and shamefully I admit I've never played an entire round of golf from start to finish. But Kiawah Island is such a special place for me, and it represents far more than golf. I first started my childhood hobby of photography out there, mesmerized by the landscape and wildlife. I've had numerous birthday meals at their restaurants. I've been trampled on at PGA tournaments that have come and gone. I've worked for an interior designer on the island. I took my husband to play golf out there literally the day after we met. To me, it's such a magical place and I feel lucky to know about it. I miss going for walks on the beach, or renting a bike and biking with the wind on the beach, and then hitting the trails on the way back. I miss the smell of all the grass at the courses, and the dew that makes everything so gooey in the mornings. I can't' wait to get back out there as soon as possible, but in the meantime, I'm looking at these foggy fun images from my bestie's 30th birthday weekend. Yet another new Kiawah memory.