
Has that warm-weather moment hit you yet? The one that happens about this time each year when you wish Atlanta was a coastal city with all the benefits of the ocean right outside your door? Our city’s geography isn’t going to change, but our maritime experience is about to.

On January 29, 1971, Louis Armstrong performed at the National Press Club in Washington, D.C., for what would be his last live recording before his death just a few months later. Only 300 LPs were released on vinyl for those in attendance and over the past 40 years, they essentially vanished.

You’re never too old for an adventure in a treehouse. At least not the versions on the 150-acre Edisto River Refuge, just outside of Charleston, South Carolina. Stewarded by Scott and Anne Kennedy, these treehouses are remote enough to feel like an out-of-the-way journey and packed with enough subtle comforts to make the escape feel a little indulgent.

What would a place look like if it wasn’t a gastro pub or a cocktail bar or a Southern diner – a place that lacked a specified theme but just became what the collective of patrons experienced through genuine hospitality?