There is that scene from “The Wizard of Oz” when Dorothy and Toto go from black-and-white Kansas to the beautifully colored Land of Oz. That is the best way I can describe the first time my car pulled off U.S. 278 and entered the gates of Berkeley Hall.
It’s like you’ve gone over the rainbow into another world.
Everything is just so vibrant and perfect.
Lavish estate homes, beautifully manicured landscaping, postcard-type views of the Okatie River and surrounding Lowcountry. Everything about the place exudes luxury.