It might have been evening to be honest. But fog on Daufuskie often creeps into the landscape very early in the morning. Sometimes too early, really. The island is often dark and fast asleep when it happens. But as soon as the first ray of light hits the remainder of moisture the most magical world is being revealed. Like after a curtain is lifted in a theater we are being told a story of utmost beauty and perseverance. And if you squint your eyes you might even see the legendary panther islanders swear lives around here.