A truly romantic ruin is a rare sight. Emblematic of the Old South, this gutted building turned into the stuff of Victorian dreams is about as close as we can get to one. The building itself is a shell of a 19th century brick garage, now used as a parking lot. Instead of an eyesore, the ruins of this building become a joint venture between man and nature. Its owners have covered its walls with climbing foliage, and placed planters in its empty windows. I moved in on only part of the building, taking advantage of the soft early morning light, and creating a lush image that embodies Old Charleston just the way we might imagine it.