Sunday, April 6, 2014

Snapshots Of The Past At Surrey Museum

TIME PASSED in a snap it seemed since the Anderson family lived in the house that pioneer Eric Anderson built in the 1800s. There could be similar structures in abandoned fields and farms. But this donated one, moved to the foot of the Surrey Museum, is said to be the oldest original log cabin in the area. It contrasted well with the circular modern museum I visited recently.

Some exhibits inside the museum located in Cloverdale, Surrey, looked all too familiar. I sat in front of a television set that was much like the one above not so long ago. The homes that housed them have gotten larger as have the televisions that are digital now like current cameras.

Getting your picture taken used to be a major event ... a rarity. Now anyone can take a decent picture with their cell phones.

Communications is unfettered. Wires are clipped bit by bit and we talk through electromagnetic waves like magicians grabbing signals from thin air.

Transportation has come a long way in a short time from the motorless buggy era to planes that whisk travelers across the globe. Horse-drawn carriages are available in my part of the world only on tours that cater to the nostalgic.

Much of what is shown in museums is recent history and because time flows rapidly it can seem as if key moments of the past happened just yesterday.

Nonetheless, the red dress once worn by country singer Lisa Brokop caught me by surprise. It was hard to believe that more than two decades had passed since I first interviewed her for a magazine. She was a fresh-faced 18-year-old in 1992.

A year later she had a leading role in the movie Harmony Cats where she wore the costume pictured. Surely Lisa is too young and current to be featured in a museum, I thought, remembering that my husband, too, is mentioned in a museum. You can see where and why HERE.

My search through old files uncovered an article I wrote about the local star. I also found Lisa's inspiring latest song Let It Burn on the modern-day marvel YouTube. Faces and writings printed on paper or launched into cyberspace fade and burn more easily than those that are etched in stone.

The Egyptian image (above) of a goddess or queen survived twenty-five hundred years despite numerous earthly disasters.

But what are a paltry thousand years when trilobites, also on exhibit, are 370 million years old? The unbelievably ancient creatures put human artifacts and feeling like an old fossil into perspective.

In a grand timeline the distance between sparking the first flame and sending a spacecraft to Mars is miniscule. Humankind is in its infancy, the old fossils seem to say, and its remarkable ability to dream, make choices and invent gadgets will result in new wonders that will make life, as we now know it, appear prehistoric.

"Whatever you do will be insignificant," said Mahatma Gandhi, "but it is very important that you do it."

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Sunday, March 30, 2014

Zombie-Like Stirrings At Dunsmuir Gardens

ONE BRIGHT DAFFODIL offered a glimmer of hope for flourishing growth at Dunsmuir Gardens where my husband and I recently walked. The community spaces at Blackie Spit Park in Crescent Beach can be rented from the City of Surrey for a low yearly fee.

Communal gardening is ideal for people who love to dig in the dirt but live in apartments with little or no yards. The resulting fresh fruit and vegetables are mostly for personal use. But some might be slated for local Food Banks.

The scarecrow (below) survived winter looking like a zombie that is about to get up and drag its feet the way spring has done.

Perennials under cover of earth slept quietly like the buried undead.

The garden at Blackie Spit Park is named after Dr. Dunsmuir who in the 1940s purchased a portion of land to farm that (in the late 1800s) belonged to Walter Blackie. Blackie was the first pioneer to settle in the seaside area now worth millions.

According to historians, he bought 150 acres (much of it sandspit) for fifty dollars. The subsequent park (in fact all of Crescent Beach) was once called Blackie's Spit.

Over the years Surrey acquired greater portions of the heritage land and in 1975 garden plots were created within a larger sanctuary preserved for wildlife.

Species that float, fly, buzz, creep or crawl are just starting to stir. Painted butterflies bring color to the scene until the fluttering kind come around.

Honey bees and wasps that can really sting will soon reappear.

Painted sunrays beam while waiting for brighter days.

There will be more creepy crawlers to bug everyone in the weeks ahead.

Shovels are decorative until the hard work of digging begins in earnest.

This adorable pony is not seasonal. I have seen two of them munching on hay year-round at the heritage farm alongside the road to the gardens.

At the end of the road there is a Drainage Pump Station working in conjunction with Dunsmuir Channel that is the storm water outlet for Crescent Beach. Plants love getting wet but there can be too much of a good thing when groundwater levels rise too high.

My husband and I were merely voyeurs enjoying a glimpse of a garden that is still an empty canvas with bare patches of soil. From tiny seeds and seedlings, strawberries, peas, beans and more will appear thanks to the tenders. We look forward to seeing the fruits of their labor as the growing season unfolds.

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