
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Gonzales Bay

Monday, March 30, 2009
Gonzales Observatory
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Halkett Island

In 1850, the "Island of the Dead" contained subsurface burials, but was mostly covered with small sheds, burial boxes and canoes containing human remains. The deceased were often placed in a fetal position and wrapped in a cedar bark mat. Adults were placed in a European-made, metal trimmed trunk and children were often placed in wooden cracker boxes.
Life sized carved wooden memorial figures representing prominent individuals were a common feature of burial locations.
The Lekwungen people, from the old Songhees reserve across the water, came to the island at twilight for feeding of the dead ceremonies. Sticks with chunks of sap were thrown into a fire to keep it blazing until midnight. Ritual words and chanting proceeded, as food to feed the dead was thrown into the fire.
Burials were no longer placed here after 1867, when a fire set by three Victoria boys got out of control and burned off the island. The boys' parents were heavily fined under the Indian Graves Protection Act. The island was taken away from the Songhees in 1924 by a Federal Indian Reserve Commission, but was restored to them by court order in 1993.
Joseph Pemberton, Victoria's most prolific early map maker, gave the name Halkett to the island in 1851. The Halketts were a well known, prominent British Navy family at the time.
(From a plaque placed on the shoreline near Halkett Island by the City of Victoria)
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Soccer!
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Friday, March 27, 2009
St Andrew's Presbyterian Church
I mentioned in a recent post that in Victoria I sometimes feel I'm walking around in a large theme park. I think this comes from childhood Saturday afternoons "when you wish upon a star..." seeing Tinkerbell flying around those fabulously romantic Disney spires. A hint of all that comes back when I look at the Victoria skyline in the header photo above and see, on the right, those silvery spires against the sky. But these are not from Uncle Walt. These spires, an example of Castellated Scottish Baronial Style archtecture, are atop St. Andrew's Presbyterian Church, built in 1890 in downtown Victoria on the corner of Douglas and Courtenay Streets.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
The Coast Collective

Wednesday, March 25, 2009
City of Grandparents

Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Theme Park

Monday, March 23, 2009
Hatley Park
Sunday, March 22, 2009
The Bell Tower
One of many things I like about doing a City Daily Photo Blog is that it continually forces me to discover more about this city.
For those of you who want to see more of this delicious Mustang, here's another shot on the left. And on the right is another view of the Bell Tower, just because I love all these colors and shapes. | ![]() |
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Western Skunk Cabbage
![]() | ![]() Like a candle lit to end the winter darkness, the Western Skunk Cabbage (Lysichiton americanus) seems to burn against last year's decayed leaves. This aromatic plant, indigenous to boggy areas in the Pacific Northwest, is one of the first to bloom in the spring. Another similarity to candles is that these plants generate heat - sufficient to melt snow if there's any around them when they decide to bloom. I stumbled on these yesterday in the forest near Hatley Park. ![]() |
Friday, March 20, 2009
Wildfire Organic Bakery and Cafe Gallery
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Dragon Alley
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Spring?
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Memories
Today is St. Patrick's Day, the holiday which celebrates not only the saint but the country to which he ministered, Ireland. Ireland is known as the emerald isle because of the rich green of its hills. And, though I've never set foot in Ireland, that is how I remember it from nearly 50 years ago when the ship on which I was a passenger anchored briefly in Cobh, County Cork, Ireland. After a dark, storm-tossed night I went on deck in the early morning. Under the black clouds the luminous green hills outside Cobh shimmered in the rain-washed sunlight. The green was so bright the hills seemed lit from within. For me, St Patrick's day and its association with Ireland always calls to mind that picture.
I don't have a photo of those hills so you will have to be satisfied with a shot of me on the deck, smiling at you across a gap of 46 years. That's the Atlantic Ocean there in the background. In those days, only the rich flew. Anyone else who wanted to travel abroad went by ship. It now seems unbelievably inexpensive. The first time I went to Europe (1961), the one-week passage from Canada to the UK cost about $225. And Europe was cheap too. The best-selling travel book at that time was Arthur Frommer's "Europe on $5 A Day" and my brother and I traveled using this guide for five months, covering most of Europe between Oslo and Gibraltar. This book is currently published as "Europe on $50 a day."
Happy St. Patrick's day to everyone who visits this blog.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Crocuses
Sunday, March 15, 2009
The Force
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Congregation Emanu-El
Friday, March 13, 2009
"Church" Street!
This is not actually "Church Street" but if I was re-naming Quadra Street I would call it that since there are four churches within a hundred meters of the two former churches I mentioned yesterday, and these are functioning churches. Above are the First Metropolitan United Church (left) and the Glad Tidings Pentecostal Church. On the immediate left is the St. John the Divine Anglican Church and to the right is the First Baptist Church. Christ Church Cathedral is also on Quadra Street and only a few blocks up from these churches is a mosque. So religion is certainly not dead in Victoria but, as in the rest of the world, its place in our city and in people's lives is changing. |
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Old Churches
I am wondering, for instance, how people without any religious background develop personal moral codes. What's right and what's wrong used to be defined religiously, but for many people nowadays religion is no longer a valid way of defining morality. But what is the philosophy or ethical system that is replacing religion in our society? It doesn't seem to be explicitly codified anywhere but sort of patched together from rights-based pressure groups, media attitudes and the vague humanistic philosophies of psychologists and social workers, and I can't escape the feeling that we may have thrown out the baby with the bathwater. Aside from legal sanctions or religious beliefs, how do you decide what's right and what's wrong?
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Echo
I am happy to announce that today marks the first anniversary of Victoria Daily Photo. Yes, it's one year today that I made my first post. I don't plan to do anything special here right now (aside from mounting a new header) but I hope to have some kind of retrospective when I have a little more time and inspiration during the next month. In the meantime, I thank all my visitors and followers, regular and new. Your visits and comments make it worthwhile and fun.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Dragon
Monday, March 9, 2009
Fine...weather...today...heh heh
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Inner Harbour - Above the Causeway
I had planned to post a photo of another of Victoria's street clocks today to mark the changeover to Daylight Saving Time here. However, the ten photos I took of that clock a few days ago are like an instruction manual for how to take out-of-focus, wrongly exposed, badly composed photos so you get this post when I gripe again about the weather.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Calm Before the Storm
Friday, March 6, 2009
Street Furniture VIII - Trash Compacter
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Master of All He Surveys
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
...the darling buds of May
And it's only March 4. Monday's bunny has got lots of young green shoots like this to eat in Beacon Hill Park. Crocuses are popping up everywhere. Daffodils and rhododendrons are just starting to come. The miniature horses and goats at the Children's Zoo were out enjoying their paddock and their tiny kids were bouncing around on stiff little legs like they were on springs. Spring was definitely in the air.