Beacon Hill Park in Victoria is normally a place of peace,
offering a time…to take time.
But one day the peace was broken,
by a cacophony of sound.
For this couple,
there was trouble in paradise.
It was out in the open,
the push and pull of relationships…
the dance of distress.
How was it resolved?
…in the end, the squawking you take,
is equal to the squawking you make.
There’s another pair of Island birds that stick in my memory.
I first came upon this woman,
eating lunch on the Dallas Beach path.
And on a fence post directly across from her…
perched a pair of Ravens.
This pair were clearly in sync, in silent supplication,
and hungary for attention.
Fun can be hard work, ask any entertainer–better yet, ask a busker.
At this year’s Busker’s Festival, I gained a front row appreciation for the sweat equity invested by these modern day vaudevillians.
When it comes to catching and holding a crowd, they’re playing with fire.
I had seen this married pair perform before, but enjoyed this close-up so much more.
The crowd was pumped…
As is often the case–a call was made for audience participation, and a young girl responded.
Fortified, our young volunteer made ready for the catch in the hat.
Alas, not all attempts are successful, though she made an after-the-fact lunge.
Despite the drop she was a happy camper, and got $20 for her performance.
Meanwhile the leader of the next act was warming up by massaging the shoulder’s of an audience member .
Until the tourist turned the tables.
These break dancers from the heart of the city, brought a bit of New York to Victoria’s island scene.
And yes, they asked for audience participants.
Earlier, I had mistakenly responded to their question: “Anyone here from New York?”
“Born in Brooklyn,” I shouted.
Minutes later, I found myself in front of my own camera, pulled up from my front row seat to “dance”. Dare I say, I got a bit carried away.
After I exited, to the high fives of 8, 10 and 12 year olds, the show climaxed with a successful leap over a bevy of new volunteers…
Victoria, BC is graced with an abundance of artists.
Almost every stroll turns into an art walk. Here’s what 2014 has displayed for me so far.
Sometimes it’s in the eye of the beholder, au naturale…
…or is it?
Then there is the bounty of the organized art walk, this one down Moss Street.
Where artists and aficionados reign for a day.
Art and street life reside.
and where even snack time, offers a tasty treat for the eyes.
In the midst of a sunny summer, Victoria knows how to celebrate.
Canada Day was a birthday bash 147 years in the making…
Standing “on guard for thee.”
The sun set, music filled the great lawn in front of the Legislature…
venders took last call, as expectations rose for the grand finale.
A stroll down to the harbor gets you close to the little island…where the big bang awaits.
Then night gives way to light.
The celebration ended with an image that looked like…creation.
The next weekend brought out the flash and color of Victoria’s annual Gay Pride Parade. Quite the scene…
Tourists wondered what they had walked into.
Just one more reason to celebrate in the Capital City.
June jaunts around Victoria, and the coast of Vancouver Island, served up plenty of eye-catching moments:
Indeed, car nuts do abound!
…this is not the end.
More scenes to come…
A walk in Victoria, BC will often stop you in your tracks.
Even the eagle, resting atop the world’s 4th highest totem pole, appears transfixed…
…by the impromptu festivities below.
Then again, festivals are de rigueur for Victoria in the summer.
This Victoria Day found Chinese Dragons once again, leaving mouth’s agape.
There were tykes on motor bikes…
…and a street demo to palpitate a parent’s heart.
What really lit up the coast of Victoria in late May was the city’s first International Kite Flying Festival.
Kiting is a high art form.
Acclaimed kite designers from around the US and Canada used the blue sky for their canvas.
Kids were, of course, captured by the kites.
The kiters who journeyed to Victoria put on a show of synchronized kiting.
As dusk descended along the coast, and a cruise ship departed for Alaska…
Kites lit up the night sky.
Providing fireworks…without the fire.
And another Victoria day ends with a splash of color.