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Monday, 13 October 2014

There will be no proper three days weekends now unless we have rain.  All good weather must be taken advantage of for fall clean up.

We had the briefest of workdays, followed by work related socializing and a birthday dinner.  More work would have taken place between the work meeting and the dinner had the weather been at all conducive!

We at least accomplished one of my goals, to cut down the Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ and a few other perennials in Long Beach’s Fifth Street Park.  Can you tell the difference?

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Soon the cosmos will be done, but not yet...

Soon the cosmos will be done, but not yet…

Usually we leave the Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ up all winter.  This year, I think we will chop it down before staycation, so it does not taunt us with ugliness in late winter; cutting it back in Long Beach is usually the first thing that compels us back to work at the end of January.  It would be rather lovely to be able to wait till mid-February before hitting work again full bore.

I had planned to chop the mildewed Dorothy Perkins rose canes to the ground; she redeemed herself with some good late blooms.

Dorothy looking good

Dorothy looking good

The pineapple sage in the park is blooming well, unlike last year when it got blackened by wind before its flowers emerged.

The leaves smell like pineapple on this late blooming salvia.

The leaves smell like pineapple on this late blooming salvia.

The miscanthus on the south side of the park is another thing that draws us back to work when it has fallen over in late winter.  I wouldn’t dream of cutting it now and depriving passersby of its backlit plumes.

The Cranberrian Fair is over...as of yesterday.

The Cranberrian Fair is over…as of yesterday.  Tile work by Renee O’Connor.

At one o clock, we met our friends Shelly and Terran at a coffee shop in Long Beach so that they could “pick my brain” about starting their own gardening partnership.  Shelly is the former co owner of Ilwaco’s beloved and much lamented Pelicano Restaurant who is turning to gardening as a new career, and, having worked with Terran in the past, I highly recommend them as a gardening team.

The coffee shop has attractive ambience (except for the whinging of Bob Dyan on the stereo, which fortunately was not an entire string of songs, just one).

comfy couches and artful walls

comfy couches and artful walls

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music potential

music potential

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and our friend Don Nisbett is a regular there.

and our friend Don Nisbett is a regular there.

The coffee shop has one fatal flaw:  I don’t go there often, because it seems like usually when I do, even in the early afternoon, the pastry case is empty.

Nought but crumbs!

Nought but crumbs!

Even a jar of biscotti would have helped, as I was hungry for a nosh.  I also wish, as a friend commented, that when they do have treats, there were some savory instead of just sweet things.  Just give me some food options and I would be much more likely to meet friends there on a regular basis.

The meeting went well, with many laughs, and as we chatted, a heavy rain began to pour so there was no going back to work.  The rest of the afternoon was spent at home, until it was time for an early dinner at the Depot Restaurant, a treat for J9 and her sister Jill.  Jill, a former Peninsulite visiting from her new Arizona home, was having a birthday.

The Depot Restaurant

The Depot Restaurant

a toast to Jill

a toast to Jill

my delicious smoky flavoured gazpacho

my delicious smoky flavoured gazpacho

Jill's crab mac, a dish for wish the Depot is famous.

Jill’s crab mac, a dish for wish the Depot is famous.

Allan's house salad with candies walnuts and blue cheese

Allan’s house salad with candies walnuts and blue cheese

My artichoke risotto

My artichoke risotto

Allan's parmesan chicken

Allan’s parmesan chicken

I can't recall exactly which dish J9 and Jill chose, but it looks delicious.

I can’t recall exactly which dish J9 and Jill chose, but it looks delicious.

chocolate espresso pot de crème

chocolate espresso pot de crème

sorbet duo

sorbet duo

sisters and friends and tiramisu

sisters and friends and tiramisu

I do wish Jill still lived here.  J9 was drawn back, after moving away; Jill prefers the mountains of Arizona (a place called Show Low, in the White Mountains).  While she was here, Jill was such an asset to the community; among other contributions, she started the Doggie Olympic Games.

And…home again…

Smokey and Frosty, with their mom. Mary, on the right

Smokey and Frosty, with their mom. Mary, on the right

Sunday, 12 October 2014

Allan goes boating on the Naselle River

On the drive south to the Long Beach peninsula, there is a long curved bridge just before the twisty road alongside the Willapa Bay on U.S. Highway 101. It’s just over 15 minutes from our home.

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That bridge crosses the river I wanted to explore. It  goes to the town of Naselle.

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Today I would travel up the Naselle River from Willapa Bay. Naselle also has a boat ramp onto a narrow part of the river. Launching there could later lead to a walk back to the car from downstream if the river became too swift or shallow.

Boat ramp at Naselle. Image from lunkersguide.com

The closest official point to paddle up the Naselle River is down the bay at the Willapa National Wildlife Refuge boat ramp off Highway 101.  The Washington Water Trails Association ( http://wwta.org/willapa_bayfaq/ ) says its about nine miles from there to the town of Naselle but I later found those are highway miles, not shoreline miles according to google maps.

Highway sign

Today I went about fourteen miles and I still have not seen most of the river.

Naselle River

It was my day off and I got the boat into the water not so promptly at noon. Well, it was my day off. The tide was at its lowest and safe to go until after dark.

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Someone asked before I left whether they could pick the oysters.  These are private farms, I said. It would be like stealing from a farmer’s fields. Someone else inquired about the outrigger mounts. I decided to leave the sail kit at home again as there was very little wind and a slender kayak can explore more stuff.

Looking back at boat ramp

A house above the twisty road that we will never see while driving. A house like this might be common elsewhere but is the exception here. There is very little development along the shores of Willapa Bay in order to protect the oyster farms.

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The first destination was the mouth of the Naselle River. It is a straight three mile paddle according to the site, and another six miles upriver to the town of Naselle.  Ahead on the right is a point about halfway there. I prefer to hug the shore as there is more to see.

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Here is where I ground to a noisy halt and discovered I was on an oyster bed. The paddle shows the depth even though I was pretty far from shore. The beds are marked with vertical branches but I thought I could clear them all.

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This tower marks the entrance to the Naselle River. Ever notice people watching as you parallel  park? Eight birds are checking out whether this guy can land:

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Heading up the Naselle after an hour fifteen minutes with a heron in the distance:

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The remains of an old dock on the Stanley Peninsula:

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Approaching a small oyster operation straight ahead on Teal Slough. I once approached this place by motorcycle but their dogs didn’t make me feel welcome. The 101 bridge is on the left. The waves were a bit splashy.

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A closer view of the oyster place and a discarded boat

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A bucket of oysters on the dock:

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A boat’s eye view of the last curve before northbound drivers see the 101 bridge:

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A troll’s eye view:

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I pulled ashore looking for a place to park for the next trip as it was already 2:30. I was not going to make it up any six miles to the town of Naselle and back by dark.

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An old dock or trestle parallel to Parpala road:

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I continued further upriver to find one of the two Smith Creeks that feed the bay.  Maybe it would be a closer place to launch for the town of Naselle. Later I found out that the other Smith Creek by South Bend has the official boat ramp. Here you would have to leave your car on the highway and find a trail to the water.

  Before Smith Creek is the Ellsworth Slough with more birds and a wide entrance.

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Since I started at noon, and it was now 2:40 I went in quickly as the sun set at 6:30.

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It was shallow, quiet, and with lots of interesting obstacles.

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This is where Humphrey Bogart might hop out dragging a rope to pull me upstream.

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This log would have made a good foot bridge but there was no trail I could see. After just over a mile I was stopped and had to head back.

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This is where I leaned back so far I pulled out a seat mount and covered everything in sticks and needles:

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Quietly hurried back toward the main river…

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…back under the Ellsworth Slough bridge…

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…and towards the big 101 bridge.

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It was now 4:00 and I went for the shortest routes.

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From the bridge it’s a boring 40 minutes to the Stanley Peninsula. That worked out to over 3 mph which is also a good walking speed.

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Shot lots of pictures as I approached these elk but only this one caught them. They were shy.

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Back into the smooth bay. From here, the misty point to the left of the clear passage marks the halfway point to the dock. It was so smooth I could see fish jump.

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The birds were watching for fish too.

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The Naselle River entrance’s tower behind me:

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“POSTED NO TRESPASSING” over a hidden farm:

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A gull over a piling showing the tide just going out. The small branches to the right probably signify where the oyster beds are shallow, I avoided them now.

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It’s now 5:18 and I still am trying to get a good shot of a bird splashing through a take off. It’s not getting any earlier but I have packed a flashlight and a whistle.

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The water is so calm I actually leave a wake pretty far back. Just passing the halfway point down the bay.

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Just a shot of how this boat has me sit like I’m in a recliner, or some gym device that floats and takes you places.

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Last heron and its squawk coming soon:

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The 25 mph bend in the highway and the boat ramp coming up. It’s almost 6:00.

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Sunset looking south while packing up.

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Sunday, 12 October 2014

With Allan off on a boating excursion, I took a walk three and a half blocks east to the Cranberrian Fair at the Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum. On my way there, I saw signs of Halloween already emerging in Ilwaco.

The J's house across the street from us

The J’s house across the street from us

autumnal porch at Lake and Myrtle

autumnal porch at Lake and Myrtle

On the same block as the museum: Seems we are going to have a zombie band.

On the same block as the museum: Seems we are going to have a zombie band.

Here’s a photo from 2010 when the Long Beach Trolley was serving as the Bog Bus between Ilwaco’s museum and the Cranberry Museum north of Long Beach. This year, it is in the repair shop.

Cranberrian Fair 2010

Cranberrian Fair 2010

The other traditional elements of the annual fair were still the same.

this year's logo

this year’s logo

bake sale

bake sale

craft booths

craft booths

Cranberry Peach Pie

Cranberry Peach Pie

pies

Karen Brownlee at her pottery wheel

Karen Brownlee at her pottery wheel

Peninsula Quilt Guild Raffle

Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle

Clatsop Weavers and Spinners

Clatsop Weavers and Spinners

Of particular interest to me was the display by Starvation Alley Cranberry Farms.

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admirable values

admirable values

I appreciate seeing a list of values that does not include the trite “family” as one of them, even though this is a family operation. The cranberry juice tasting was hosted by Debbie, the mother of Jared, our cranberry farming neighbour.

handing out samples, first straight juice, then mixed with lemonade.

handing out samples, first straight juice, then mixed with lemonade.

She offered me a bottle of the juice in exchange for a clump of Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ that I am going to dig for her as another pollinator for the cranberry farm; every night since then, I’ve been having tonic water with cranberry juice…delicious.

I always take the opportunity to tour the old Nahcotta train car from the Clamshell Railway.

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I have a feeling the old bathroom did not include any sort of waste tank.

I have a feeling the old bathroom did not include any sort of waste tank. I hope I am wrong.

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The blacksmith had set up his tent in the museum courtyard.

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I strolled through the museum exhibits before leaving and thought of Allan off on his boating excursion up the Naselle River.

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old Coast Guard rescue boat

old Coast Guard rescue boat

My favourite part of the museum is the street of replica buildings and interiors. While photos in the museum are discouraged, I have permission because I help promote the museum on the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page.

the street of shops

the street of shops

kitchen

kitchen

dentist

dentist

grocer

grocer

tailor

tailor

church

church

livingroom

Whoever assembled those displays did a fine job.

As I left the museum, I could hear the distinctive metallic ringing of the blacksmith’s hammer on his forge.

I detoured to get a few more Halloween decoration photos.

under one of the street trees, some late corn poppies

under one of the street trees, some late corn poppies

I'm happy that the owner of a vacant lot on First Avenue is slacking on her Round-Up spraying; some beach wildflowers are taking hold again in the sand.

I’m happy that the owner of a vacant lot on First Avenue is slacking on her Round-Up spraying; some beach wildflowers are taking hold again in the sand.

One of our planters still looking lush.  Thankful to report that watering season is finally over for sure.

One of our planters still looking lush. Thankful to report that watering season is finally over for sure.

Heidi's Inn has erected a display called "Ghostyard of the Pacific", a play on the "Graveyard of the Pacific", the Columbia bar.

Heidi’s Inn has erected a display called “Ghostyard of the Pacific”, a play on the “Graveyard of the Pacific”, the Columbia bar.

Nelly and Don's grand old house on Spruce Street

Nelly and Don’s grand old house on Spruce Street (where we weeded recently)

This house on Spruce is one of the two most extravagant Halloween display houses for trick or treating each year.

This house on Spruce is one of the two most extravagant Halloween display houses for trick or treating each year.

Shell Cottage is one of my favourites in town.   Its owner told me she rather regrets the way the rugosa roses take over.  I know the feeling.

Shell Cottage is one of my favourites in town. Its owner told me she rather regrets the way the rugosa roses take over. I know the feeling.

Shell Cottage on Spruce Street

Shell Cottage on Spruce Street

Home again, I decided a walk through my own garden was in order.

Looking out from the front door.

Looking out from the front door.

a poignant hardy fuchsia

a poignant hardy fuchsia

I felt a bit sad when I saw a few stray fuchsias that I had planned to transplant into a private garden of a client. Seems that garden has probably fallen out of our clutches as its owners may no longer choose to afford our services. I had looked forward to adding some tall hardy fuchsias to the back garden there but you know what? They can go to Golden Sands instead. I won’t name the garden; astute and regular readers can notice which one no longer appears. As regular readers know, we are trying to have more free time, so there will be no mourning over lost gardens, if that project does indeed come to an end for us. Hint: It’s not a garden where I have good dog buddies while I work.

I decided I simply must do some sort of gardening at home, so I sorted out some buckets in the garage. Two, I was delighted to find, had some mulch in them which filled in a low spot in the front garden, and I was thrilled to discover a couple of buckets of narcissi bulbs that I had saved and forgotten about (in soil, so they were still healthy). I planted them in two new garden areas back by the bogsy woods:

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here…

and here.

and here.

The two old firewood-holding chairs showed that no campfire would be had unless more branches fall.

The two old firewood-holding chairs showed that no campfire would be had until more branches fall.

Mary was my gardening companion of the afternoon.

Mary was my gardening companion of the afternoon.

I did one more productive thing: clipped off some tatty hellebore leaves here...

I did one more productive thing: clipped off some tatty hellebore leaves here…

...and here.

…and here.

If Allan had been home, he would have wondered why I was messing about in his garden area.

The rest of the day was spent in blogging and reading till Allan got home at dusk. I had had every intention that we would go to hear a band at the Sou’wester Lodge at 8 PM (in my attempt to go out to more music events) but as the time approached, I realized that I could not bear to leave the quiet of home to hear a modern punk band in the Sou’wester living room. Allan seemed rather relieved to not go, as I think he was tired from his boating day, which will be tomorrow’s blog entry.

 

Saturday, 11 October 2014

Chefs, don’t get excited; there is no recipe for cranberry curry here.

We planned on going to the Cranberry Research station to see the harvest demonstration that was part of the Cranberrian Fair. The yearly event takes place at Ilwaco’s Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum and the Cranberry Museum/research station.

Looking out our front door, the weather did not look promising.

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Some kids sailed down the street on their bicycles, yelling and getting drenched, not at all dressed for the sudden downpour.

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I was thrilled the rain had arrived, and at the same time hoped that a blue spot in the sky was not just a sucker hole, as I did want to take photos of the harvest. We set off, and as we drove up to Pioneer Road, the storm went away.

Cranberry Research Station

Halfway between ocean and Willapa Bay on Pioneer Road are the geometrical shapes of the cranberry station bogs.

Halfway between ocean and Willapa Bay on Pioneer Road are the geometrical shapes of the cranberry station bogs.

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Pacific Coast Cranberry Research Station, an extension of Washington State University

The Long Beach Trolley, known during Cranberrian Fair as the Bog Bus, is in the repair shop, so instead of riding the darling trolley between the two museums, attendees drove their vehicles. In the grass parking area next to the pond (see top left-ish, above), some hopeful lines had been painted on the lawn.

I say hopeful rather than helpful as the two rows were a bit close together!

I say hopeful rather than helpful as the two rows were a bit close together!

Here's the pond; the pipe is pumping water out to flood the bogs.

Here’s the pond; the pipe is pumping water out to flood the bogs.

Water from the pond had filled up one of the bogs.

Water from the pond had filled up one of the bogs.

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Allan's photo: This amphibious vehicle flails the berries off the stems.

Allan’s photo: This amphibious vehicle flails the berries off the stems.

But before we walked over to see the harvest, we walked back to the museum to join Kathleen Shaw for lunch.

Allan's photo; Kathleen on left

Allan’s photo; Kathleen on left

Lunch was provided by one of our two favourite local restaurants, the Cove; owners Sondra and Jim greeted us at the lunch counter.

Lunch was provided by one of our two favourite local restaurants, the Cove; owners Sondra and Jim greeted us at the lunch counter.

Kathleen's pulled pork sandwich with cranberry BBQ sauce

Kathleen’s pulled pork sandwich with cranberry BBQ sauce

cranberry wine tasting

cranberry wine tasting (and in the foreground, free Ocean Spray bottled cranberry juice drinks

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I tried the one mixed with Gewurtzraminer; delicious.

I tried the one mixed with Gewurtzraminer; delicious.

music by Bryan O'Connor

music by Bryan O’Connor

We took a tour through the Cranberry Museum so that we can enlighten our out of town readers about how the harvest was and is accomplished. This is especially for Cathy from Oz.

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There was a sign asking viewers to not touch or try on the museum items!

There was a sign asking viewers to not touch or try on the museum items!

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I believe that the "dibble" garden tool dates back to old England.

I believe that the “dibble” garden tool dates back to old England and has nothing to do with Art Dibble!

a hand pushed cranberry flailer

a hand pushed cranberry beater

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It is a striking sight in winter to see the irrigators spraying to protect the bogs from frost.

It is a striking sight in winter to see the irrigators spraying to protect the bogs from frost.

We battle these same weeds in our local gardens, especially the Bad Aster.

We battle these same weeds in our local gardens, especially the Bad Aster.

Some people use post-harvest cranberry mulch on their gardens.  I won't because it's not organic...unless it came from Starvation Alley organic cranberry farm!

Some people use post-harvest cranberry mulch on their gardens. I won’t because it’s not organic…unless it came from Starvation Alley organic cranberry farm!

I considered buying some of the delightful offerings from the Cranberry Museum shop. However, it was so crowded that I decided to revisit another day as we often drive by there. It will have to be soonish as I believe it closes for the season sometime in November.

a busy scene in the gift shop

a busy scene in the gift shop

looking east from the porch of the Cranberry Museum

looking east from the porch of the Cranberry Museum

Now let’s go see the wet method of harvesting close up.

dike paths through the bogs

dike paths through the bogs

the cranberry vines

the cranberry vines (and a weed)

One of the bogs was slowly being filled for tomorrow's harvest demonstration.

One of the bogs was slowly being filled for tomorrow’s harvest demonstration.

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flooding for tomorrow's harvest; note the tarp to direct the water into the bog

flooding for tomorrow’s harvest; note the tarp to direct the water into the bog

It had turned into a perfect day.

It had turned into a perfect day.

looking west toward the museum (and Allan taking a photo)

looking west toward the museum (and Allan taking a photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

In the flooded bog, the flailer in action

In the flooded bog, the flailer in action

setting up a cranberry corral

setting up a cranberry corral

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The corral starts out very large...

The corral starts out very large…

..and slowly gets pulled to gather up all the berries.

..and slowly gets pulled to gather up all the berries.

It's hard work but must be fun splish splashing through the water.

It’s hard work but must be fun splish splashing through the water.

workers

workers

workers

As we got closer to the harvesting machinery, we saw someone who may have been enjoying the day most of all.

six months old

six months old

dog

 

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

She was utterly fascinated with the humans walking in the bog.

She was utterly fascinated with the humans splashing in the bog.

Of course, I had to meet her.

Of course, I had to meet her.

another dog enjoying the day; Allan's photo

another dog enjoying the day; Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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herding cranberries

herding cranberries

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The cranberries are all being herded to one end of the bog.

The cranberries are all being herded to one end of the bog.

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at the base of the harvesting machine

at the base of the harvesting machine

The corral has gotten much smaller.

The corral has gotten much smaller.

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The berries go up the conveyer belt.

The berries go up the conveyer belt.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The cranberries drop into the bed of a truck.

The cranberries drop into the bed of a truck.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

While I was watching the harvest, who should come up to me but David of David and Allison, Heather’s friends (and now ours, too, I hope) with whom we had dined at [pickled fish] restaurant the previous evening. When he told me Allison was hanging out on the museum porch, I walked back to find her, and later we all sat and enjoyed a confab.

me and the delightful David & Allison

me and the delightful David & Allison

When I first started gardening for a living in 1994, the Cranberry Research Station was one of our first jobs. (I found we could make more being self employed, so did not work there for long.) I had a look at a pollinator test garden that I used to weed.

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The plants are much, much bigger now.

Peninsula Art Show

On the way home, Allan and I had a look in at the Peninsula Art Association show at the Long Beach Train Depot.

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While I enjoyed the art, I was most impressed with the steampunky jewelry on offer by friend and blog reader Debbie Haugsten.

Debbie by her jewelry display

Debbie by her jewelry display

You can find her jewelry at Beach Homes Old and New.

You can find her jewelry at Beach Homes Old and New.

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We had a brief interlude at home during which I sat on the porch and then strolled a bit of garden.

Smokey wished it our at home time was longer.

Smokey wished it our at home time was longer.

Mary and Smokey, and you can see the pots of rudbeckia starts that Kathleen kindly brought me.

Mary and Smokey, and you can see the pots of rudbeckia starts that Kathleen kindly brought me.

Dicentra scandens vine still blooming by the porch

Dicentra scandens vine still blooming by the porch

Robinia pseudoacacia 'Frisia' all aglow

Robinia pseudoacacia ‘Frisia’ all aglow

passionflower finally blooming on the arbour

passionflower finally blooming on the arbour

Astoria

And then we were off for dinner in Astoria with Kathleen.

view to the west from the Astoria Megler Bridge, mouth of the Columbia River

view to the west from the Astoria Megler Bridge, mouth of the Columbia River

from Trip Advisor

from Trip Advisor

After we had taken our seats at our dinner destination, Himani Indian Cuisine, I had to step outside to take a photo of the sunset over the west hills.

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Kathleen's dinner, a potato-onion pancake sort of dish, whose name I do not know, with soup and a sauce.

Kathleen’s dinner, a potato-onion pancake sort of dish, whose name I do not know, with soup and a sauce.

See Kathleen’s comment on this post for the names of her dishes.

Mine: delicious chicken korma

Mine: delicious chicken korma

Allan goes for the spinach dish.

Allan goes for the spinach dish.

I had a double serving of raita, my most favourite yogurt-onion-cucumber condiment, and a salt lassi (smooth yogurt drink with lots of salt; those who prefer sweet can have the mango version).

Afterwards, we walked for a few blocks on the River Walk to enjoy the pleasantly warm evening.

I was surprised when the trolley sped by after dark.

I was surprised when the trolley sped by after dark.

the dark river contrasting with the well lit River Walk

the dark river contrasting with the well lit River Walk

Kathleen and I, Allan's photo

Kathleen and I, Allan’s photo

The Wet Dog Brewery...

The Wet Dog Café and Brewery…

with live music

with live music (Kathleen’s photo suggestion)

Allan's photo as we pass Himani on our way to the van

Allan’s photo as we pass Himani on our way to the van

Later at home in an amazing breakthrough, Kathleen lured Calvin with a bit of food to actually eat from her hand. For our very shy and neurotic black cat, this was great social progress. Most people don’t even get to see him, but he was interested in her even before she got the food.

Kathleen enticing Calvin

Kathleen enticing Calvin

We are very pleased that she will be joining us for this year’s Ilwaco Halloween trick or treating extravaganza (distributing treats, not asking for treats).

Next: The Cranberrian Fair in Ilwaco.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Friday, 10 October 2014

I awoke to an excellent weather day after all and tried to think of where we could work. Perhaps we could do some more fall clean up on the Long Beach berms or LB city hall. But wait! I remembered that on Monday I had not gotten the whole boatyard garden done. So that is where we went.

One of the first things that struck me was the ever annoying line of river rock along the back of the garden. Years ago, I had created the boatyard garden as a volunteer project. A few years later, it had to be torn out so the port could put in new streetlights and repair the chainlink fence, and I decided to not replant it as by then my work schedule had gotten too full to allow time for a volunteer project of that size. The port put down landscape fabric and river rock, a poor solution as the fabric did not reach to both sides so the “garden” had a two lines of weeds bordering it, and the river rock was thin on the ground so the fabric showed. Some years later, I was pleased to be given the job of bringing the garden back to its original beauty and the port staff tore out the horrible fabric. Some of the river rock remained at the back and made for tough weeding.

a messy line, as you can see

a messy line, as you can see

I’d had enough of the difficult back edge so today was the day to take all the river rock out! Some of it we moved down to a couple of areas where landscape fabric pokes under the fence from behind and shows; I hate having the underwear show. (The port staff put some fabric under the boatyard gravel to try to control the horsetail; of course, the horsetail pokes right through it.)

river rock repurposed to hide a hump of landscape fabric

river rock repurposed to hide a hump of landscape fabric

We weeded the whole south end of the garden and collected the rock in buckets to use elsewhere at the port.

Allan at the southernmost end digging out some wild lupines at my request.

Allan at the southernmost end digging out some wild lupines at my request.

I walked the length of the garden taking photos to ponder later. You can walk with me from south to north, if you like. The plants in this garden are fairly drought tolerant, deer resistant and hold up well to wind.

Cosmos and Santolina

Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies’, Cosmos and Santolina

one of those TOO late blooming cosmos, carex, santolina

one of those TOO late blooming cosmos, carex, santolina

cosmos backed with an ornamental grass that I quite like but can't identify, given to me years ago by a Seattle friend.

cosmos backed with an ornamental grass that I quite like but can’t identify, given to me years ago by a Seattle friend.

Origanum 'Herrenhausen'

Origanum ‘Herrenhausen’

'Herrenhausen', my favourite ornamental oregano

‘Herrenhausen’, my favourite ornamental oregano. The blue is Geranium ‘Rozanne’ pooled around a drainage ditch.

Bare soil was filled with poppies.  Note how much better the back looks without the rocks.

Bare soil was filled with poppies. Note how much better the back looks without the rocks.

santolinas and lavenders

santolinas and lavenders

Euphorbia characias wulfenii

seedheads of Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’, Euphorbia characias wulfenii. Catananche (cupid’s dart), green santolina and behind the railroad history sign is a bronze fennel whose reseeding we rigorously control.

cosmos and carex and linaria purpurea (toadflax)

cosmos and carex and linaria purpurea (toadflax)

California poppies, santolina, lavender

California poppies, santolina, lavender

This is a blah spot now because we cut down the spent goldenrod.

This is a blah spot now because we cut down the spent goldenrod.

Santolina, lavenders, blue oat grass

Santolina, lavenders, blue oat grass, Origanum ‘Herrenhausen’

The rocks mark the garden edge; Allan weeded and tidied all the way to the gate.

The rocks mark the garden edge; Allan weeded and tidied all the way to the gate.

past the gate, the north stretch of garden

past the gate, the north stretch of garden (pink painted sage, chartreuse Nicotiana langsdorfii, and some catmint and Calif. poppies)

green and silver santolinas and Verbascum bombyciferum (Giant Silver Mullein)

green and silver santolinas and Verbascum bombyciferum (Giant Silver Mullein)

In summer, the gaps are all filled in with corn poppies, California poppies, and Shirley and Iceland poppies.

Gaura 'Whirling Butterflies, Verbascum and santolinas

Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies, Verbascum and santolinas

Last year, I cut the santolinas hard in the fall, here and along Howerton Way. Then we had a very cold winter and the ones along Howerton all died, although these survived. So this fall I am cutting only the most floppy ones.

spent Solidago 'Fireworks' (a nicer clumped look untrimmed than the tall goldenrod) and rosemary

spent Solidago ‘Fireworks’ (a nicer clumped look untrimmed than the tall goldenrod) and rosemary

bronze fennel, cistus, lavender, California poppies

bronze fennel, cistus, lavender, California poppies, Stipa gigantea

More uselessly late blooming cosmos (wish I knew which cultivar) and a clump of Solidago 'Fireworks'

More uselessly late blooming cosmos (wish I knew which cultivar) and a clump of Solidago ‘Fireworks’

Nepeta (catmint0 and santolina

Nepeta (catmint0 and santolina

Cosmos and Artemisa 'Powis Castle'

Cosmos and Artemisa ‘Powis Castle’ underlaid with yarrow

Echinops ritro  (blue globe thistle, second bloom after being cut down)

Echinops ritro (blue globe thistle, second bloom after being cut down)

Aster 'Harrington's Pink'

Aster ‘Harrington’s Pink’

Persicaria 'Firetail' in a spot that tends to get hose dribblings.

Persicaria ‘Firetail’ in a spot that tends to get hose dribblings.

the dried flowers of a pink yarrow

the dried flowers of a pink yarrow

cosmos and bronze fennel

cosmos and bronze fennel

Artemisia 'Powis Castle' and cosmos

Artemisia ‘Powis Castle’ and cosmos

Euphorbia 'Portuguese Velvet', some sort of Helianthus, cosmos

Euphorbia ‘Portuguese Velvet’, some sort of Helianthus, cosmos

fennel, santolina, gaura

northernmost end of boatyard: fennel, santolina, gaura, California poppies

Since we planted many of our gardens years ago, having fallen in love with bronze fennel at Lucy Hardiman’s Portland garden, this fennel has crept onto the noxious weed list so I don’t recommend it anymore even though it is statuesque and beautiful. It’s a class b noxious weed so I make sure to not put any of its debris in any of our dump sites, and I have the intention of trying to eliminate it in the garden although its taproot makes it a bugger to remove.

Cosmos and Artemisia 'Powis Castle'

Cosmos and Artemisia ‘Powis Castle’ and santolina

and walking back, a pretty picture

and walking back, a pretty picture

When I got back to the van at the south end of the garden, the Marine Travelift was poised to bring up a boat, so we decided to take a work break and watch while munching our sandwiches.

waiting (but not for that little boat)

waiting (but not for that little boat)

how it relates to the south end of the garden

how it relates to the south end of the garden; that bench is for folks to watch the boats come out, but we leaned on the fence

Here it comes.

Here it comes.

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lots of muscle work keeping the boat lined up

lots of muscle work keeping the boat lined up

One guy operates the engine.

One guy operates the engine.

5

Those straps are what will lift the boat...even the really huge ones.

Those straps are what will lift the boat…even the really huge ones.

 

It's a slow process tightening the straps.

It’s a slow process tightening the straps.

Up it comes.

Up it comes.

telephoto:  Ilwaco Landing in background

telephoto: Ilwaco Landing in background

up2

up3

Note the guy to the right looking to see the boat is high enough.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

on the move

on the move

rolling

rolling

past the garden, heading towards the yard

past the garden, heading towards the yard

Allan got some views of the action from a different angle:

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with me taking the other set of photos

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Then, even more excitingly, Nicki and her guy came walking by.

I'm all excited to see Nicki.

I’m all excited to see Nicki…

and to get her picture

and to get her picture.

Nicki

Nicki

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She's a sweetheart.

She’s a sweetheart.

walking

With the Discovery all squared away, we went back to work at the gardens at the west end of Howerton Way. In front of the old Harbour Lights hotel (vacant now), a river rock landscape is short on rocks so that the underwear is showing.

fabric showing around the edges

fabric showing around the edges

and some fabric showing in the "garden" itself

and some fabric showing in the “garden” itself

This must not stand!

This must not stand!

So we put all the extra river rock from the boatyard over the visible fabric, and it looks much better although it could use more rock. The way to prevent the unfortunate showing of the underwear would have been for the landscaper who did this job (wasn’t us) to place a layer of pea gravel to completely obscure the fabric and then put the larger decorative rock on top of that.

We weeded and groomed the westernmost garden beds and then the port was all ready for Cranberrian Fair.

before

west

Gaura 'Whirling Butterflies'

Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies’

Allan got us a treat: some delicious calamari salad for me and some herring in wine sauce for him from OleBob’s Café nearby…the only lunch spot open on the port now.

delicious snacks

delicious snacks

home

We had absolutely no intention of going out again, but when we arrived at home, I got a call from Heather of NIVA green asking us to join her, Allison, and David at [pickled fish]. That was irresistible (because of the company). First, I walked around the bogsy woods cleaning seeds off of some Linaria that I’d picked at a job.

linaria before, looking dull

linaria before, looking dull

You gently rub the papery husk and it comes off on both sides, dropping the seeds and making the dried plant into a beautiful thing for a vase indoors.

after

after

Smokey walked all around with me.

Smokey walked all around with me.

The hardy fuchsias are still so fine.

fuchs

fuchsias

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I think that cleaning up the center bed will be my next project, but not tomorrow as we intend to go to the Cranberry Museum to watch the harvest.

an autumnal center bed

an autumnal center bed

Pickled Fish

[pickled fish] Restaurant is on the top floor of the Adrift Hotel at the end of the Sid Snyder beach approach road.

Adrift Hotel

Adrift Hotel

pickled

I love the restaurant lighting.

I love the restaurant lighting.

Allison and Heather

Allison and Heather

Since the Starvation Alley owners live next door to me, I had to have a cocktail with their organic cranberry juice.

Since the Starvation Alley owners live next door to me, I had to have a cocktail with their organic cranberry juice.

and calamari

and calamari

Allison's tender kale salad

Allison’s tender kale salad

burgers for me and Allan (his was vegetarian white bean) with lots of greens

burgers for me and Allan (his was vegetarian white bean) with lots of greens

pizza for Allison and Heather

pizza for Allison and Heather

David and Allan having a droll moment

David and Allan having a droll moment. They have much to discuss on the subject of motorcycles.

We had a good two hours to visit before nine o clock when live music, Paul Mauer and his band, began to play. Our companions lingered through several songs and then departed.

Paul Mauer

Paul Mauer

After our companions left, I felt we should move to a smaller table. We switched to a two top where our view of the band was through a couple talking and then smooching and dining.

folks

I’m not used to watching bands in a venue like this. I like to pay strict attention to the music but felt that I was perforce staring at the couple, even though my gaze was really past them to the band, so I got uncomfortable and instead looked around the room, again pondering how much I like the lighting and wondering how to recreate it at home.

table

Coincidentally, the Starvation Alley folks and friends were at the next table. I thought about how they know the woman who did the interior design for the restaurant and hotel and parts of their own house, and wondered about asking her for advice.

lights, quite lovely, eh?

mason jar lights, quite lovely, eh?

Our friend Heather also knows how to make these, but the idea of somehow making a strip of wiring daunts me.

Tomorrow: cranberry harvest!

 

 

 

 

Thursday, 9 October 2014

next door to the Ilwaco post office, first sign of Ilwaco's Halloween extravaganza

next door to the Ilwaco post office, first sign of Ilwaco’s Halloween extravaganza

The Depot Restaurant

I was convinced that rain would arrive tomorrow and so we were determined to get several jobs ready for the weekend.

The Depot's late blooming cosmos, some of which still have not bloomed at all.

The Depot’s late blooming cosmos, some of which still have not bloomed at all.

I wish I knew which cosmos cultivar was the extremely late blooming one; I probably would not use it again as some have not bloomed yet at all. I mixed up the cultivars when planting, though, so it’s a mystery.

east wall with Lonicera 'Baggeson's Gold' and  Nicotiana langsdorfii

east wall with Lonicera ‘Baggeson’s Gold’ and
Nicotiana langsdorfii

window boxes; trimmed out some dead foliage

window boxes; trimmed out some dead foliage

Long Beach welcome sign

Next year, the Cosmos ‘Happy Ring’ (which I expected to be shorter) should go to the back with the Agyranthemum ‘Butterfly’ (if I can bear another year of deadheading it) in the middle!

front of the welcome sign

front of the welcome sign

the back of the sign; loving the pink and white

the back of the sign; loving the pink and white (agyranthemum, blue painted sage, Cosmos ‘Happy Ring’, white bacopa on the edge)

Red Barn Arena

Over on Sandridge Road at the Red Barn, we cut down Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ along the fence.

Allan in the middle of the project

Allan in the middle of the project

Later, Allan found this photo of what the garden had looked like on July 23rd.

Later, Allan found this photo of what the garden had looked like on July 23rd.

the barn itself

the barn itself

Not only do I dislike the yellow evening primrose at one end of the garden, but the foliage of reseeded thuggish plants was disgustingly mildewed….

quite unattractive

quite unattractive

I was thrilled to pull out all of the yellow evening primrose.

Allan finished the job with a pile of bronze fennel.

Allan finished the job with a pile of bronze fennel. I plan to divide that ornamental grass in early spring. (I believe the notion that they don’t like to be divided in the fall.)

after clean up

after clean up, Allan’s photo

A horse grazed in an unusual place: inside the playground. Only two small ropes were enough to contain him.

ropes

horse

grazing

horse

By the adjacent pole building, stacked crab pots were being shifted around by forklift.

pots

An electrical cord was stretched on the ground from the barn to the pole building, and a thick board was placed across it. Allan chose to drive on the cord rather than the board to get to the debris dumping spot, earning a fierce scowl from one of the workers. So when we drove back to the main parking area, he drove across the board…which of course got caught in his tires, as he knew it would, and dragged along. He wished the scowling man would have seen that, but scowling man did not see.

the board in question

The board in question did not make a good bridge.

We went next door to Diane’s garden, and when we returned to the van I was amused to see all kinds of cardboard boxes lines up to make sure people drove across the board.

THAT'll show us!

THAT’ll show us!

Diane’s Garden

Diane's roadside garden with blue Perovskia (Russian sage)

Diane’s roadside garden with blue Perovskia (Russian sage)

road

on Sandridge Road

The strawberry…thingie…that is so rampant in this garden is creeping down the driveway rocks, as well.

It's on the move.

It’s on the move.

Against the house, a Cerinthe major purpurascens is reaching a surprising height.

It's this tall.

It’s this tall.

and just now starting to bloom, quite late.

and just now starting to bloom, quite late.

Osteospermum "spoons" in  one of Diane's planters

Osteospermum “spoons” in one of Diane’s planters

interlude

We drove across Pioneer Road toward The Anchorage Cottages and saw the cranberry harvest in session at the Cranberry Research Station. We hope to get to the harvesting demonstration this weekend during the Cranberrian Fair.

harvest time

harvest time

research station and Cranberry Museum

research station and Cranberry Museum

Anchorage Cottages

My good friend Mitzu the Shih tzu greeted me at The Anchorage.

My good friend Mitzu the Shih tzu greeted me at The Anchorage.

Anchorage garden bed near the office

Anchorage garden bed near the office; the virburnum I cut to the ground is coming back all nice and fresh.

I saw an ominous sight: the viburnum close to the center courtyard had been browsed by deer. This bodes ill for plants in the center courtyard.

nipped viburnum foliage

nipped viburnum foliage

Will the courtyard be next?

Will the courtyard plants be next?

by the center courtyard arbour: deer-chomped rose foliage

by the center courtyard arbour: deer-chomped rose foliage

And there were deer tracks in the south courtyard, where manager Beth had dug up a bunch of tatty old lady’s mantle. (YAY, Beth!)

south courtyard

south courtyard

I had the pleasure of Mitzu following me all around the gardens.

mitzu

mitzu

City of Long Beach

After the Anchorage, we checked the planters on the two beach approach roads (Bolstadt and Sid Snyder) as we knew clamming would brings lots of passersby. Indeed, we did some clean up on both approaches.

While we tidied up the Bolstadt planter by the Long Beach arch, Buster (who lives in the townhouses to the south of the arch) came to visit us.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Buster (Allan's photo)

Buster (Allan’s photo)

Buster (Allan's photo)

Buster (Allan’s photo)

I do so much love a happy Pug.

I do so much love a happy Pug.

Crocosmia 'Lucifer' in a Sid Snyder planter (originally planted by a volunteer)

Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ in a Sid Snyder planter (originally planted by a volunteer)

a rather dull planter when it's pulled out (Allan's photo)

a rather dull planter when it’s pulled out (Allan’s photo)

On Sid Snyder, we cut back the old foliage from behind new flowers on the Echinops (blue globe thistle)

On Sid Snyder, we cut back the old foliage from behind new flowers on the Echinops (blue globe thistle)

Allan checked on the Kite Museum garden while I worked on more Sid Snyder planters.

Allan checked on the Kite Museum garden while I worked on more Sid Snyder planters.

our little kite museum garden (Allan's photo)

our little kite museum garden (Allan’s photo)

I then walked around downtown deadheading and grooming planters, while Allan worked on Coulter Park and Fifth Street Park garden beds.

At the south end of downtown is a great example of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ that I only partly cut back in very late spring.

smaller, pink flowers from the cut part, and big flowers, already browning, on the part that was not cut.

smaller, pink flowers from the cut part, and big flowers, already browning, on the part that was not cut.

difference

a good argument for always cutting Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ in half in late spring.

The ones that were trimmed have smaller flowers and stay more upright.

The ones that were trimmed have smaller flowers and stay more upright.

Further up the block, pink sweetpeas echo the colour of the pink ribbons that were tied around town for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

pink

The planter with dahlias by the credit union still looks fabulous:

dahlias

dahlias

dahlias

In front of the Herb N Legend Smoke Shop:

Star Cluster Coreopsis and a double Osteospermum

‘Star Cluster’ Coreopsis and a double Osteospermum

By Fifth Street Park, my one asphodeline is blooming again. I wish I had lots more of it. It’s not available in any local nursery.

Agyranthemum 'Butterfly' and one spike of Asphodeline.

Agyranthemum ‘Butterfly’ and one spike of Asphodeline.

beautiful asphodeline foliage

beautiful asphodeline foliage

In the same planter, daisies that were cut all the way down in late summer have new flowers.

In the same planter, daisies that were cut all the way down in late summer have new flowers. And one dead leaf that got picked off right after this photo.

All along the west side of the downtown blocks, it seemed someone had walked through town and just lightly trashed the planters….just bits of Sedum flowers and lavender spikes pulled off and thrown on the sidewalk. I can only assume someone was grabbing at each planter as s/he walked by and making a small but annoying mess. When I got to the planter by the Cottage Bakery on the east side, I found more annoyance.

three painted sage pulled right out of the soil

three painted sage pulled right out of the soil

Oh well, I was tired of deadheading them anyway! Into the trash they went.

same planter, after, still looks fine.

same planter, after, still looks fine.

However, if the painted sage is allowed to stay and gets deadheaded, it still looks good, like the pink one in this photo, next to Erysimum 'Bowles Mauve'.

However, if the painted sage is allowed to stay and gets deadheaded, it still looks good, like the pink one in this photo, next to Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’.

The most excellent planter by the Campiche Gallery.  Note: more dahlias and more small hardy fuchsias next year.

The most excellent planter by the Campiche Gallery. Note: more dahlias and more small hardy fuchsias next year. I’ll get another couple of weeks out of that pink and blue painted sage (right side), if no one messes with it.

Meanwhile, in Coulter Park:

Allan trimmed some of the Siberian iris...

Allan trimmed some of the Siberian iris…

after

after

before

before

after (still more to do)

after (still more to do)

By the time I met Allan back at Fifth Street Park, a heavy fog had rolled in over the town.

Fifth Street Park in fog.

Fifth Street Park in fog.

Fog had settled in over the former water treatment pond in the city works yard where we dump our debris.

The pond is no longer used for water treatment, as the city now has a modern sewer plant.

The pond is no longer used for water treatment, as the city now has a modern sewer plant.

wetlands by the city works yard

wetlands by the city works yard

The Cove Restaurant

We repaired to the Cove for our traditional Thursday night dinner.

fog over the Peninsula Golf Course

fog over the Peninsula Golf Course

fog

the view from our table

the view from our table

Chef Jason's menu for the evening

Chef Jason’s menu for the evening

delicious hard cider and beer

delicious hard cider and beer

I had the new Cranberry Coast Salad...delectable

We shared the new Cranberry Coast Salad…delectable

and ahi tuna of course

and ahi tuna. of course

Allan had fish tacos (the specialty of the evening, only $2 each)

Allan had fish tacos (the specialty of the evening, only $2 each)

This time, we saved room for strawberry rhubarb pie!

This time, we saved room for strawberry rhubarb pie!

During our dessert course, our friend Ivanna showed up and sat at our table.

Ivanna is always a hoot.

Ivanna is always a hoot.

I felt all relaxed because I was sure that rain would give us Friday off. I was mistaken.

 

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Long Beach City Hall garden, where we picked up our check.

Long Beach City Hall garden, where we picked up our check.

Pink Poppy Bakery is closed for a bit for good reason.

Pink Poppy Bakery is closed for a bit for good reason.

The Planter Box

Our first mission of the day was to get a few plants for KBC Mary’s birthday.  The Planter Box was right on our way, although I forgot to get some lavenders for the port gardens.

fall colour at the planter box

fall colour at The Planter Box

gloriosa daisies

more fall colour

The Planter Box is pumpkin central....

The Planter Box is pumpkin central….

and also has lots of adorable little gourds.

and also has lots of adorable little gourds.

Teresa's favourite pumpkin

Teresa’s favourite pumpkin

They may have a "guess the weight" contest for this giant pumpkin.

They may have a “guess the weight” contest for this giant pumpkin.

Golden Sands Assisted Living

One of the Golden Sands residents had asked if we could bring back my mother’s three tiered lighted plant growing rack.  So we did, but what a trial it turned out to be.

Allan re-assembling it in the parking lot

Allan re-assembling it in the parking lot

It took time at home to break it down to ride in the van, and then 40 minutes at Golden Sands to reassemble it.  The parking lot was not a wise choice for an assembly site, or perhaps the unwise choice was trying to save time by leaving the fluorescent light tubes in…because we lost one in a great crash, and much time had to be spent sweeping up the pieces.

Not one tiny piece could be left behind in case a dog was walked along that area.

Not one tiny piece could be left behind in case a dog was walked along that area.

It was a bad and time-sucking start to the workday.

In the courtyard garden, I went after the usual problems while Allan strimmed the center lawn.  (We find it quicker to weedeat it than to take time to bring a mower and have to wheel it in and out via the long carpeted hallway.)

from the south end of the courtyard

from the south end of the courtyard

I am trying to control the rampantly reseeded aquilegia (columbine) and the spreading white achillea (yarrow) and the beach strawberry.

columbine, yarrow, and beach strawberry...pesky.

columbine, yarrow, and beach strawberry…pesky.

The SW quadrant is particularly full of columbine.

The SW quadrant is particularly full of columbine.

We had no time to pull the annoying pink hardy geranium from the SE quadrant.

We had no time to pull the annoying pink hardy geranium from the SE quadrant.

One wheelbarrow load of assorted thugs was all we had time to pull today.  Allan took some detail photos:

A rose planted by a volunteer.

A rose planted by a volunteer….

...outside of the quadrant gardens.

…outside of the quadrant gardens.

My mom's Joseph Coat rose

My mom’s Joseph Coat rose

mom's copper coloured rose

mom’s copper coloured rose

Klipsan Beach Cottages

from the east gate of the fenced garden, with part of Mary's gift at lower right.

from the east gate of the fenced garden, with part of Mary’s gift at lower right.

We brought her three Rudbeckia 'Irish Eyes'.

We brought her three Rudbeckia ‘Irish Eyes’.

and three ornamental cabbages (in the lower pot)

and three ornamental cabbages (in the lower pot) to add to the display she had already made.

a well behaved aster in the fenced garden

a well behaved aster in the fenced garden

aster with Agapanthus seedheads

aster with Agapanthus seedheads

the little hebes that Mary planted last week

Hebe ‘McKeanii’, the little hebes that Mary planted last week; tag claims the foliage is chartreuse, probably in springtime.

one of the hardy fuchsias

one of the hardy fuchsias

Golden Sands needs hardy fuchsias!

Golden Sands needs hardy fuchsias!

Eupatorium 'Chocolate' blooms late with white flowers

Eupatorium ‘Chocolate’ blooms late with white flowers

Persicaria 'Golden Arrow' is going strong.

Persicaria ‘Golden Arrow’ is going strong.

Schizostylis will bloom for weeks longer.

Schizostylis will bloom for weeks longer.

Some of the bad aster has prevailed and looks pretty now.

Some of the bad aster has prevailed and looks pretty now.

Coreopsis 'Flower Tower' has been wonderful this year.

Coreopsis ‘Flower Tower’ has been wonderful this year.

Melianthus major close up

Melianthus major close up

black currants and tetrapanax

black currants and tetrapanax

Fuchsia 'Debron's Black Cherry' with a small rhodo throwing some late blooms

Fuchsia ‘Debron’s Black Cherry’ with a small rhodo throwing some late blooms

Wiegardt Gallery

A bit further north, we found havoc being wreaked along Bay Avenue: the utility company and the highway department were cutting lots of big trees along the edge of the road, a very radical form of keeping tree limbs off the power lines.  Citizens were wielding chain saws to collect firewood so the atmosphere was far from peaceful.  It was a startling change and I read later on Facebook that some locals were displeased.

looking south with chainsaw wielders in the background and tall trees gone from the skyline

looking south with chainsaw wielders in the background and tall trees gone from the skyline

lots of noise and ruckus

lots of noise and ruckus

Cosmos still blooming in the front garden of the gallery

Cosmos still blooming in the front garden of the gallery

Gallery manager Christl came out to chat and to show us that she had been to The Planter Box and purchased our favourite gardening tool, the Ho Mi (Korean Hand Plow, Zen Digger, EZ Digger):

christl

While we chatted over the sound of chainsaws, I admired the light on the berries of the  cotoneaster that grows on the front lawn.

Cotoneaster

Cotoneaster

not sure which cotoneaster, but it is taller than me.

not sure which cotoneaster, but it is taller than me.

with the stems of Stipa gigantea

with the stems of Stipa gigantea

Andersen’s RV Park

We then headed south to halfway down the Peninsula and Andersen’s.  I deadhead the many, many, many Agyranthemum ‘Butterfly’, a non stop annual bloomer.

looking west

looking west

busy

The park was busy midweek because of clam digging days.  The clam tides are set to certain days in fall, winter, and very early spring, and a license is required to dig a limited amount.

Allan had deadheaded and tidied the Payson Hall clubhouse planters.

Allan had deadheaded and tidied the Payson Hall clubhouse planters.

I had intended to start pulling asters and weeding the west side garden.  I could not get motivated.  All I could think of was how much I wanted to go home and have just one more fire.  So I told myself the asters still had a bit of blue and should not be pulled yet.

Don't you see the haze of blue?

Don’t you see the haze of blue?

goldenrod in the west garden, far from ready to cut back

goldenrod in the west garden, far from ready to cut back

My work ethic is not what is once was.  Off we skived to have a fire and roast some sausages, using the fairly good excuse that rain was due in two days, and then more rain for a week, and Allan needed to get the lawn mowed before it became too long and wet.

home

On the way home, it looked like fog was blanketing the south end of the Peninsula.

On the way home, it looked like fog was blanketing the south end of the Peninsula.

When we got to Ilwaco's Black Lake, the sky became blue again.

When we got to Ilwaco’s Black Lake, the sky became blue again; the fog had just been over Seaview.

In the back garden, I took some flower photos and then had much enjoyment snapping dry salmonberry stems for kindling.

Fuchsia 'Grayrigg'

Fuchsia ‘Grayrigg’

another hardy Fuchsia

another hardy Fuchsia

another very flouncy Fuchsia

another very flouncy hardy Fuchsia

One of my newer acquisiton which has lost its tag.

One of my newer acquisiton which has lost its tag.

After the so satisfying session of snapping dry salmonberry branches, and with the lawn successfully mowed, we settled in to burn up all the rest of last year’s fallen alder branches.  I felt a strong urge to not have any left, to start afresh and see if enough dry branches fall this winter to provide all of next summer’s fires.

view from my fireside chair

view from my fireside chair

Allan said he saw something spooky over the port, and at first he could not figure out what it was…then he realized it was local resident Dave’s kite high up in the fog.

fog

The building in the background used to house our beloved Pelicano restaur

He went to get a closer look.  Every evening, Dave takes his dog and his kite for a walk along the port.

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Allan was not thrilled with my fire building technique.

Allan was not thrilled with my fire building technique.

sausage roasting

sausage roasting

less elegantly known as a hot dog with cheese and chipotle filling

less elegantly known as a hot dog with cheese and chipotle filling

and the wood burns down

and the wood burns down

the ceremonial burning of this year's fire poking branch

the ceremonial burning of this year’s fire poking branch

and naught left but coals

and naught left but coals

The fog had rolled in, the fog horns were sounding on the river, and the lights of boats in the marina were reflected in the luminous night sky.

marina lights south of the bogsy woods

marina lights south of the bogsy woods

peaceful night view

peaceful night view

to the southwest, the much brighter lights of Jessie's Fish Company

to the southwest, the much brighter lights of Jessie’s Fish Company where workers were bustling with forklifts

the very end of campfire season?

the very end of campfire season?

I’m already sad that all the wood is burned up and might get enough dry firewood from J9 for maybe just one more fire if we have another clear autumn evening.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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