It doesn’t take long to find a rhythm at Palmetto Bluff. Mornings begin with the swish of Spanish moss in the breeze, sunrise bike rides, and coffee on wide porches that feel pulled from a film set. Well, as long as the film features rising buttermilk biscuits, the hum of morning routines, and a dog who has just dragged in a stick the size of a nine iron. It feels like vacation, and for many, it begins that way. But over time, something shifts. This isn’t just a place to visit; it’s a place to stay.

From getaway to legacy

Before Palmetto Bluff became one of the crown jewels of the Lowcountry, Bluffton was a small South Carolina town that visitors passed through en route to Hilton Head. Over the past twenty-five years, Bluffton has emerged as a vibrant destination in its own right, whil

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