During a country drive last weekend, in the middle of the Francis Marion National Forest, I suddenly came upon a clearing in the woods and a remarkable sight:  an old abandoned wooden church, long left to the elements, surrounded by a chain link fence and adjacent to a cemetery nestled among trees.  It was a brilliantly bright and sunny Saturday in late summer.  I immediately put on the brakes, turned around and then stopped to photograph what I had discovered.  When you have your camera with you, and you are driving along a road you have never traveled before, coming across such a place in the deep and everlasting quiet of the middle of nowhere is pure serendipity.