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November 10, 2008

Historic Jamestowne

On Saturday I accompanied my son and his fellow Cub Scouts to Jamestown Island. We have had a week of bad weather as a coastal storm hovered offshore all week, and we endured downpour driving all the way there. Fortunately the rains stopped by the time we arrived, and we were able to enjoy our visit without getting wet. There are two entities that operate and compliment each other on Jamestown Island. Jamestown Settlement is a living history museum operated by the Commonwealth of Virginia. Here you can see reconstructions of a native American village, the Jamestown fort and the ships that brought the first settlers here. Historic Jamestowne, which is co-operated by the National Park Service and APVA (The Association for the Preservation of Virginia Antiquities), occupies the majority of the island including the most historic sites, and this was our destination.

Other than driving by, I have not visited Jamestown since a field trip in the third grade when we began our indoctrination into the glories of Virginia history. For the record, Jamestown was the site of the first permanent English settlement in the New World, but of course there were many native communities already here, and there were many earlier European settlements elsewhere in the hemisphere. However, this is where the society that would become the United States started, thirteen years before the Pilgrims landed further north. This place is also special to me personally as this is where my ancestors arrived from England around 1612. They did not stay in Jamestown long before they settled on the Eastern Shore where most of them stayed, content to farm, fish and hunt.



Our tour guide for Historic Jamestowne assumed the persona of John Rolfe and he was very good at it. John Rolfe was instrumental in bringing the cultivation of tobacco to Virginia which saved the colony economically (the consequences of this we are still dealing with today). Interestingly, our tour guide happened to be a direct descendant of Rolfe. He knew his audience well, and tailored his words for a group of youngsters. Despite being products of the on-demand entertainment age, the kids were interested in what he had to say, and I was proud they asked relevant questions.
When we were taught Virginia history ages ago, it was assumed that the site of the fort had long ago washed into the James River. However, in 1994 the original site was re-discovered and extensive excavations began, and millions of artifacts have since been found. This has given us a greater insight into the early years of the settlement - and many of the stories are not pretty (espionage, exploitation, murder, madness and cannibalism). The fort walls below and the adjacent building follow the footprints of the originals.All over the park are memorials given by various groups. There are statues, crosses of wood, crosses of stone, benches, fountains, plaques, etc... This one is of Pocahontas who married the above mentioned John Rolfe, not Capt. John Smith. Look at her hands where everyone touches them.

To give visitors an opportunity to see some of the artifacts, a new museum was built to showcase some of them. The Archaearium contains many interesting exhibits including some grizzly medical instruments and two recently discovered skeletons, one of whom had a violent death.
Of course, I could not keep my eyes off of the plants. Here is our state tree, the Dogwood (Cornus florida).
Bald Cypress (Taxodium distichum)
An incredibly large grove of some bamboo species covers close to an acre.
There is a five mile scenic trail that goes around the island that you can hike, drive or bike on. It takes you through the wilder part of the island where you can enjoy views of the river, woods and marshes and sights likes this 15' wide patch of American Beautyberry (Calicarpa americana).

If you would like to see another blogger's perspective on Jamestown, head on over to In the Garden to read Skeeter's recent post, or visit Racquel's two part post at Perennial Garden Lover
from earlier this summer.

November 4, 2008

Bloom Day Democracy

This morning at 6:09 a.m. I arrived at my neighborhood polling place. I could find no place to park and drove home to walk back. There was an orderly line of close to 600-800 people who endured pouring rain while waiting to get in. The line stretched around the block of the elementary school, and it took me two hours to finally cast my vote. I have been voting for 30 years and have NEVER seen lines or a turnout like this. I got the distinct impression that a good number of people in line with me had never voted before, and not all of them were recently 18. Many older people seemed new to the process as well. The people in my district come from widely varied backgrounds, ages and come in all skin tones. I found it ironic that I was voting in such a mixed crowd, for the first serious black presidential candidate - in a school named after the Confederate cavalier J.E.B. Stuart. It was as beautiful as any bloom.

I was glad to suffer the inconvenience of the wait and the weather, and just kept reminding myself that this 8 year nightmare would soon be over.