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Sunday, 21 August 2016

This morning, Allan took the cover off the south cat door (which had been blocked while the bathroom behind it was Skooter’s New Cat Sanctuary Room).  I opened the flap and guided Skooter out, then walked around the house to talk him down the ramp, a new way for him to go in and out.

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He needed much coaxing.

He needed much coaxing.

with Smokey

with Smokey

walking away=no aggression; I am pleased.

walking away=no aggression; I am pleased.

Smokey and Frosty

Smokey and Frosty

We had had a bit of rain...

We had had a bit of rain…

...not enough to fill the water barrels, I am sorry to say.

…not enough to fill the water barrels, I am sorry to say.

I had painted some more bamboo poles to install in the front garden.  More is more, right?

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With that done, I went to weed by Nora/Alicia’s driveway.  After awhile, I heard a voice saying hello and looked up to see a woman I did not know come round the corner of the house onto the patio.  I figured I was having the usual attack of face blindness and SHOULD know who she was, until she introduced herself as Allan’s high school buddy Julie.  She had emailed that she might be in the area, then that she wasn’t going to be able to make it.  Now here she was.  I found Allan, and then convinced Julie that it was absolutely fine to bring her daughter, Liz, and grandchildren into the garden.  It is rare for us to have small children visit, and I am always interested to see how they relate to this landscape.

The family stayed for a couple of hours.  I liked them very much.  I took to Mia, the granddaughter who loves reading.

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Julie in orange, Mia and her book, little James in foreground

Cora, age four, kept saying “Flowers! Flowers! Flowers!”

I was pleased one frog was sunning in the water boxes. (Allan's photo)

I was pleased that for Cora’s amusement, one frog was sunning in the water boxes, at the end of piece of driftwood. (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

We showed Cora the fairy doors, and she delivered some mail to the fairies, completely of her own accord.

Cora by a fairy door

Cora by a fairy door (Allan’s photo)

The leaf was "mail". She decorated the railing with a berry.

The leaf was “mail”. She decorated the railing with a berry. (Allan’s photo)

me and Mia. Wish she was my granddaughter!

me and Mia. Wish she was my granddaughter!

Cora led several tours of the garden.

Cora led several tours of the garden.

"Flowers! Flowers! Flowers!"

“Flowers! Flowers! Flowers!”

Everyone smelled and marvelled over the 7 Up plant. Stachys albotomentosa 'Hidalgo' leaves smell fizzy and fruity.

Everyone smelled and marvelled over the 7 Up plant. Stachys albotomentosa ‘Hidalgo’ leaves smell fizzy and fruity.

Mia could smell the chocolate in the chocolate cosmos.

Mia could smell the chocolate in the chocolate cosmos.

Everyone had a smell of the Melianthus major.

Everyone had a smell of the Melianthus major.

The toothed leaves of Melianthus major smell like peanut butter to some and like dirty socks to others.  These four friends were evenly divided.  Cora smelled peanut butter, Mia smelled dirty socks.

Because her trip was almost canceled, Julie had not had our address.  She had found our house by the Tangly Cottage sign over the garage door.  I was so glad she did and I do hope they all return.

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After their departure, I tried to imagine what was it like to see this garden as a small child.  Will Cora have memories of this day?  I think so.  I have garden memories from age 4 that strongly influenced my path in life.  One especially strong one is visiting a garden of a friend of my grandma’s, lying in a hammock in a flowery back garden with a blue sky overhead and being sure that the sky above my head was at the center of the world.

to see this as a child

to see this as a child

You would be down low...

Your view would be down low…

with flowers over your head....

with flowers over your head….

Cora loved the fuchsias, especially when I showed her how the fat buds made a “pop” when you squeeze them.  My grandma did not like me to pop the fuchsias; she said that they then would not open.  Cora and I popped a lot of buds, so we’ll see if Gram was right or not.

The fairy doors are an enchantment for all ages.  (They were purchased at Home and Garden Art in Seattle, a store that is now closed.)

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A friend’s middle aged son said that the fairy doors do not need stairs because the fairies can fly.  We informed him that the stairs are for the fairies’ pet frogs.

An especially shy fairy who likes to read without being bothered lives behind this fern:

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the reading fairy's door

the reading fairy’s door

I think the painted bamboo poles must also be amusing to a child.  (They certainly amuse me.)

new poles in front garden

new poles in front garden

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After I saw the above photo, I painted the tops and just inside the tops.

front path

front path

Suddenly the east side of the front garden cries out to me for three tall bamboo poles.

Suddenly the east side of the front garden cries out to me for three tall bamboo poles.

A cat’s eye view is also interesting.

Skooter

Skooter

at Skooter's level

at Skooter’s level

I did accomplish some planting in the evening.

Hydrangea integrifolia

Hydrangea integrifolia

purchased when we went on the Aberdeen garden tour.

purchased when we went on the Aberdeen garden tour.

Hydrangea integrifolia

Hydrangea integrifolia

Mahonia gracilipes in the bogsy wood

Mahonia gracilipes in the bogsy wood

beautiful pale underside of leaves

beautiful pale underside of leaves

Mahonia gracilipes

Mahonia gracilipes

I have wanted Mahonia gracilipes every since Dan Hinkley showed a slide of it at the Northwest Flower and Garden Show years ago.  I’ve acquired and killed a tiny one, and acquired a tall one that did not have the whitey-blue leaf undersides.  I think the third time will be the charm.

Mahonia 'Dan Hinkley'; I'll by any plant named after Dan.

Mahonia fortunei ‘Dan Hinkley’; I’ll buy any plant named after Dan.

Mahonia 'Dan Hinkley'

Despite being in the bogsy woods, this new planting area will be well drained because it is mounded up.

Hydrangea 'Bombshell' and Geranium phaeum 'Darkest of All'

Hydrangea ‘Bombshell’ and Geranium phaeum ‘Darkest of All’

Hydrangea 'Bombshell' from Blooming Nursery

Hydrangea ‘Bombshell’ from Blooming Nursery

Hydrangea 'Bombshell'

Hydrangea ‘Bombshell’…I just noticed it’s a short one.

Geranium phaeum 'Darkest of All'

Geranium phaeum ‘Darkest of All’

Hydrangea tricolor and a Symphytum 'Axminster Gold' will brighten this area.

Hydrangea tricolor and a Symphytum ‘Axminster Gold’ will brighten this area.

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In the front garden, I had planned to plant my six new boxwoods along the curve by the porch….but the wire plant is so daunting.  I thought it was a tender houseplant when I planted it in the big pot.

There is something charming about the invasive wire plant...

There is something charming about the invasive wire plant…

For now, I even like the way it has climbed into this tree.

For now, I even like the way it has climbed into this tree.

So I think the new boxwoods will have to go along here, on the right side, after moving the variegated figwort away from the edge:

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We closed an excellent day with a campfire back in the damp lawn area by the bogsy woods.

view from the fire circle

view from the fire circle

dogs for dinner

sausages for dinner

The next day, we saw the No Outdoor Burning sign in the Ilwaco post office.  Ooops.  It is stricter than the information on the Pacific County Emergency Management page which said that campfires in approved back yard fire pits were allowed.  I wonder how long before we will be able to have another campfire?  Bring on some more good rain.


ginger

1995 (age 71):

August 21:  Picked strawberries enough for me and one for the freezer.  I planted quite a few of the chrysanthemums in the patio bed and a few in upper driveway flower bed.  There are quite a few that didn’t survive.  I will reorder them probably next spring.

1997 (age 73):

August 21:  Watered begonias both basket and pots.  Cleaned up some of mess behind house.  I put the old metal pots in greenhouse on top shelf.  Emptied all the stuff from the green table—first time in months.

1998 (age 74):

August 21:  Noon-3:00  I went out intending to do some work in the shade.  Instead, I worked on the compost box moving stuff from the old to the “new” box.  I used the piece of corrugated plastic as the front of the box.  I secured it with two spading forks. There are a lot of twigs and cones in the stuff but I won’t worry about that until next year.  Now I have a huge amount to be sieved again but not now.  I don’t know where I’ll put it.

 

Saturday, 20 August

The weather was blissfully foggy.  Pink Poppy Bakery was not at the Saturday Market so I gave myself permission to just stay home.  All day the fog horns blew in the distance.

photo courtesy Salt Hotel at the Port of Ilwaco (360.642.SALT)

photo courtesy Salt Hotel at the Port of Ilwaco (360.642.SALT)

Skooter still did not understand that freedom was right on the other side of the cat door.

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He hissed and backed off when I lifted the flap.  Allan says, “It’s alien technology.  You walk up to a wall and you walk through it.” I wanted his first days out to be when I was home, so I gave in and let him out the front door.  You will see some scruffy and weedy areas of the garden as we follow him on his first walkabout.

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Yes, Skooter, I am following you.

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Smokey realized the new guy is out and about.

Smokey realized the new guy is out and about.

(I have a new Birds Be Safe collar on order for Smokey. Frosty lost his and since he is the worst birder, he now is wearing Smokey's.)

(I have a new Birds Be Safe collar on order for Smokey. Frosty lost his and since he is the worst birder, he now is wearing Smokey’s.)

Allan's shed

Allan’s shed

Turning away = non aggression.

Turning away = non aggression.

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the plant tables

the plant tables

He seems drawn toward doorways.

He seems drawn toward doorways.

into the greenhouse and out the back door

into the greenhouse and out the back door

around to the front of Allan's shed again

around to the front of Allan’s shed again

and then two cats right under the shed where a board had fallen off.

and then two cats right under the shed where a board had fallen off.

That wasn’t what I wanted at all.  How long would they stay under there?

I went back inside to read for awhile.  Allan let me know that he saw Skooter back out in the garden, so I followed again (while Allan fixed the board).

south side of greenhouse

south side of greenhouse

south side of greenhouse

south side of greenhouse

discovering the water boxes

discovering the water boxes

Smokey finds Skooter interesting.

Smokey finds Skooter interesting.

non aggression body language. "I can safely turn my back on you."

non aggression body language. “I can safely turn my back on you.”

the "scree garden"

the “scree garden”

the good ship Ann Lovejoy

the good ship Ann Lovejoy

between greenhouse and shed

between greenhouse and shed

heading down Blueberry Lane (east path in back garden)

heading down Blueberry Lane (east path in back garden)

I'm finding bad things in areas where I don't often walk.

I’m finding bad things in areas where I don’t often walk.

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emerging at the fire circle lawn

emerging at the fire circle lawn

Smokey waits at the Bogsy Wood.

Smokey waits at the Bogsy Wood.

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to the south gate

to the south gate

Onyx from next door

Onyx from next door

a slightly fraught moment

a slightly fraught moment?

then polite non aggression

then polite non aggression

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Allan's Chinook canoe gate topper design

Allan’s Chinook canoe gate topper design

looking for another way

looking for another way

out the other south gate

out the other south gate

in the wild willow grove

in the Wild Willow Grove

He came around the side of the neighbouring gear shed to the huge tarped stack of crab pots.

into the bindweed laden crab pot stack

into the bindweed laden crab pot stack east of our garden

I worried about him getting stuck in a pot, maybe way in the center, and having to find the gear shed people and their front loader to move fifty heavy pots.  Fortunately, he emerged.  In five years, I’ve never had a cat get stuck in there….fingers crossed this continues.

the southwest gate

the southwest gate

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through the salmonberry tunnel

through the salmonberry tunnel

and out the other side

and out the other side

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Calvin appears.

Calvin appears.

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turning away

turning away

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Nicotiana langsdorfii and my mom's red rose

Nicotiana langsdorfii and my mom’s red rose

Blueberry Lane again

Blueberry Lane again

Smokey heads back to the house.

Smokey heads back to the house.

up a tree

up a tree

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Allan's shed repair

Allan’s shed repair

Saturday is lawn mowing day.  With Skooter now out of sight somewhere in the garden, we decided it must be ok to go ahead and mow.  After the heat, I needed to water the garden.  And Skooter must be used to mowing from his previous home, where we often heard the mower going.  (His first two years were at the home next door to Marilyn’s garden, before he came to live at Marilyn”s house.)

In the house, Frosty had adopted Skooter's cat tower.

In the house, Frosty had adopted Skooter’s cat tower.

After the mowing, Skooter was nowhere to be found.  I agonized.  Had we been the stupidest people in the world?  I weeded two wheelbarrows full, calling to him frequently.  More worried at no response, I walked and called around the crab pot stack.  I walked all around the block to the east, through The Lost Garden, rattling the kitty treat can that Marilyn’s helper used to use to call Skooter in.  I worked my way along the south side of the gear shed and there he was, in the Wild Willow Grove.

by the gear shed

by the gear shed

I was so relieved.  I knew he wouldn’t be scared of the sprinklers because they are the same sort (overhead) that ran often at Marilyn’s house.

Turning on this sprinkler would give a spider a water ride. (Allan's photo)

Turning on this sprinkler would give a spider a water ride. (Allan’s photo)

Smokey and Calvin understand the cat door. (Allan's photo)

Smokey and Calvin understand the cat door. (Allan’s photo)

Frosty returns (Allan's photo)

Frosty returns (Allan’s photo)

from intense worry (almost tears) to relief

from intense worry (almost tears) to relief

After awhile, Skooter came in at the front door, then went back out, and after dark came in again (by the front door, after being called).

I got very little done today other than monitoring Skooter.

Tomorrow: the south cat door will be opened as well.  I hope he can figure out how they work.

We started watching Home Fires and I found it to be the perfect telly show, till I found out it had already been cancelled.  Dang it!

I recommend it.

I recommend it.


ginger

1997 (age 73):

August 20:  More time working on the strawberry rows.  I’d like to dig up the runner plants and put them in trays under lights in the greenhouse but I’m not sure if I should.

1998 (age 74):

August 20:  11:30-5:00  It was comfortable when I started sieving but I kept on with one break to check on my Lee tools order of hoses etc.  I finished sieving, and although I was hot and tired, I transferred some of the stuff from the old box to the “new” one.  The stuff is dry and dusty so I watered it down.  I think it will settle.

The sieved compost filled 3 garbage cans, 1 burn barrel, 2 large peat moss bags, and a couple of other bags.  All from the contents of the “new’ box.

Friday, 19 August 2016

Today was Skooter’s freedom day.

Skooter is so ready to get out of the bedroom.

Skooter is so ready to get out of the bedroom.

As soon as I got up, I opened the door to the rest of the house and moved Skooter’s cat tower to the living room.

Skooter's first free foray into the house. (The other episodes were breaks for freedom.)

Skooter’s first free foray into the house. (All but one of the other episodes were breaks for freedom.)


living room freedom

living room freedom


exploration

exploration

Calvin had gone outside.  There was no hissing between Frosty, Smokey, and Skooter.

Smokey was curious.

Smokey was curious.

After some exploring, Skooter went right back to the bedroom.

his familiar south window

his familiar south window

Meanwhile, Frosty had a good play session with his new Kitty Karrot from Snooter-doots.

the illusive caticorn

the illusive caticorn

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"Thanks, Snooter-doots Gina!"

“Thanks, Snooter-doots Gina!”


Smokey abounding in dignity and reserve.

Smokey abounding in dignity and reserve.


hind feet action

hind feet action

Skooter returned to the living room and wished I would open the door.

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I want him to discover the cat door.  I think that will make a clearer memory of how to come back in.

meanwhile....

meanwhile….Frosty has slipped his Birds Be Safe collar.  Too hot to go look for it outside.

Skooter was looking when Smokey went out the cat door.

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Huh.

Huh.


investigating

investigating


"How did he get out there???"

“How did he get out there???”

Maybe the heat was addling Skooter’s brain.  He did not figure out the cat door.

unusual heat for the beach

unusual heat for the beach


back to the bedroom

back to the bedroom

As the weather reached 100 degrees, every cat lay flat.

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I debated between a book and blogging/Facebook.  The computer won.

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As a breeze came up and the weather cooled a bit, Calvin returned from wherever he had been.

"Is that new guy around??"

“Is that new guy around??”

Calvin is the skittish one.

I found Skooter sleeping in the bathroom sink.  Cool porcelain must feel good.

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I did not set foot outside except to water hanging baskets from the porch.  Allan was more ambitious (as usual) and hung laundry out on the line.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

I simply must check the plants in the greenhouse now that it is cooler.

a north wind that makes me happy

a north wind that makes me happy for a change

We have dinner plans and so I think today’s outdoor freedom day won’t happen for Skooter.  Tomorrow, I will give him cat door lessons because I do want his first outdoor day to be one where I am at home.

At The Cove Restaurant

At The Cove Restaurant


the view from our table

the view from our table


joined by Ann Amato-Zorich

Dave, Melissa, and I, joined by Ann Amato-Zorich from Portland (and Naselle)


tuna poke (Allan's photo)

tuna poke (Allan’s photo)


Fish and chips for Ann (who was teasing me when I said "Look cute!")

Fish and chips for Ann (who was teasing me when I said “Look cute!”)


Our Amateur Bot-ann-ist

Our Amateur Bot-ann-ist (Allan’s photo)

Tomorrow, Ann would be going on a boating trip to Long Island in Willapa Bay, a trip that Dave, Melissa, J9, and Allan had all signed up for (and paid $20 to join the sponsoring group).  Allan and J9 did not get in because they read the email address wrong; it was a tremendously dyslexic-unfriendly address.  So even though 100 people (including Todd) got to go, my four friends would have to find other entertainment tomorrow.


ginger

1995 (age 71):

August 19:  I moved the chrysanthemums from the pallet boards and trimmed them and arranged them in trays according to height.  I’ll start planting the healthy ones next week.

1998 (age 74):

August 19: Noon-5:00  WARM  75 degrees  I didn’t get out until noon.  I wanted to finish sieving the compost but it got too hot.  I started sorting the washed pots and trays.  I found 30-40 trays in the garage that were dirty so washed them.  I brought out the last 3 trays from the shop and dumped them.  If it’s hot again tomorrow I think I’ll plant some various seedlings into large pots to set out as they bloom.

 

Thursday, 18 August 2016

In the morning, we put Skooter’s Birds Be Safe collar on.  Tomorrow will be his debut into the wider world.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photos


I hope it won't be "leaving time" when he gets outside. (A worrisome omen? not planned for the photo.)

I hope it won’t be “leaving time” when he gets outside. (A worrisome omen? not planned for the photo.)

With 90 degree weather predicted for Friday, I was glad that today was watering day for Long Beach and Ilwaco planters.  I thought maybe we could get some fair food and look at some kite festival kites, as well.

Long Beach

deadheading the welcome sign

deadheading the welcome sign

Two of the echibeckias have gone grey and mildewy and I had to cut them al the way back.  I remember now that happened last year, as well, to ones with poor air circulation and always wet feet from a soaker hose that runs constantly at low pressure.  It is not ideal watering; we have so much to do that we could forget to water otherwise, and the other plants seem to like it ok.

sad echibeckias

sad echibeckias in the trailer

The day had started fraught because of hot weather and my lack of a hat.  What happened to the pink one I was wearing yesterday?  I don’t like wearing hats because they cut down on my peripheral vision, so I might have tossed it off somewhere during the day.  Fortunately, Allan found a hat for me in the back of the van.  I take sun stroke seriously because my grandma got it once and was quite sick….and that was in her Seattle garden, not in a hot climate.

In town, I trimmed sheafs of lavender off the biggest one that was sticking so far out from a planter into the street that bicycles could not easily pass it.  The lavender is past its best for beauty.  Because it is still so fragrant, I took it to the nearest person who would appreciate it: Kathy at the Home at the Beach shop.

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Home at the Beach and Beautiful Things in the tiny Sandpiper Mall (just south of Long Beach Pharmacy.

Mural painting continues in Fish Alley. I noticed the lettering saying that the Long Beach Candy Man has sponsored the project.

Mural painting continues in Fish Alley. I noticed the lettering saying that the Long Beach Candy Man has sponsored the project.


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


Agastaches still going strong by the police station ('Blue Boa', I think.)

Agastaches still going strong by the police station (‘Blue Boa’, I think.)


a huge dog in Fifth Street Park

a huge dog in Fifth Street Park


NE quadrant of Fifth Street Park

NE quadrant of Fifth Street Park


finger blight of the day: pulled out painted sage

finger blight of the day: pulled out painted sage


The planters under hanging baskets, which the city crew waters daily, do best.

The planters under hanging baskets, which the city crew waters daily, do best.  Geranium ‘Rozanne’ thriving with extra water.


my only sweet peas success in Long Beach this year. by Paws by the Sea (where I bought some more catnip today).

my only sweet peas success in Long Beach this year. by Paws by the Sea pet supply shop (where I bought some more catnip today).


Allan photographed the same sweet peas while walking through town.

Allan photographed the same sweet peas while walking through town.


Allan's photo: a favourite shop, The Wooden Horse.

Allan’s photo: a favourite shop, The Wooden Horse.


metal bird and elephant (Allan's photo)

metal bird and elephant (Allan’s photo)


lots of big kites visible from town (Allan's photo)

lots of big kites visible from town (Allan’s photo)

I had a cunning plan for watering today.  I crisscrossed the street heading south, while Allan watered the street trees, the two north blocks (including planters), and Fish Alley barrels.  When I reached the southernmost two planters, I walked the two blocks over to Sid Snyder approach to water those ten planters as well.  I realized that we were unlikely to be walking out the Bolstad approach for fair food because I was dragging leg by then (the Walking Dead look).

looking back on the walk across First Place Mall....

looking back on the walk across First Place Mall….


and ahead to where the planters begin (across the street from that building).

and ahead to where the planters begin (across the street from that building).

Allan drove up when he got done and started watering those planters from west to east, and we met in the middle.  The timing worked very well.

Allan's photo from the west end of Sid Snyder

Allan’s photo from the west end of Sid Snyder


Sorry we did not make it out to get y'all some kite photos. (Allan's photos)

Sorry we did not make it out to get y’all some kite photos. (Allan’s photos)


Someone saw this sign and asked "Are you Teresa?"

Someone saw this sign and asked “Are you Teresa?”

The sign above is actually “Tessa’s Garden”, named in memory of a former volunteer’s hamster.  The volunteer program fell away years ago but some of the plaques remain, so I often get thanked for volunteering.

Maybe if we did not still have to water Ilwaco, we’d have gotten our fair food.  As it was, I was lucky to remember, finally, to stop at the Depot Restaurant office and pick up Skooter’s bed, which Nancy had brought down for us.  I will move his cat tower into the living room tomorrow so that he will feel it is his territory, and the cat bed will replace it in “his” bathroom.

Ilwaco

I watered the boatyard garden while Allan watered the planters and street trees.

at the boatyard garden

at the boatyard garden


It was still pretty hot. (Allan's photo)

It was still pretty hot. (Allan’s photo)

Thanks to Scott Weber of Rhone Street Gardens in Portland, I now know the name of this ornamental grass: Pennisetum macrourum:

Pennisetum macrourum escapees. Since it is not ultra hardy here, it may not be as invasive as it would be in a warmer climate. So far, this is the only escapee after ten years.

Pennisetum macrourum escapees. Since it is not ultra hardy here, it may not be as invasive as it would be in a warmer climate. So far, this is the only escapee after ten years.


south end of the boatyard

south end of the boatyard

Two enormous dumpsters had appeared along the fence.

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I thought they’d make my watering life harder.  Instead, it was pleasant to work my way along next to them with a wall to lean on and wind protection.  The wind had begun kicking up even more annoyingly.

As I watered along from the inside of the fence heading north, I noticed a young woman with a long dark ponytail heading south on the garden side, accompanied by a child maybe four or five years old.  They were leaning into the garden doing…something.  I thought they both had little baggies.  Maybe picking poppy seeds?  I knew something wasn’t right when she saw me from a distance and immediately turned around and headed back north.  I left my hose and picked my way along the inside of the fence…

through the usual boatyard obstacle course...

…through the usual boatyard obstacle course…


...down to the corner by the red sign.

…down to the corner by the red sign.

I could see her and child picking through the street planter and yelled “Whatcha doin’ in there!?”

“Picking flowers!” she replied.

“Please stop that!”  I was like an animal in a cage behind the fence.  “We work really hard on those!”

She and her child headed north up the street.  I called Allan to tell him to watch out for her.  He had already seen her picking through a vacant lot…which is fine.  Later Allan told me that a business owner said to him that she had been caught on his property picking flowers from his planters, so any guilt I felt at persecuting a young mother who just wanted a tiny bouquet of posies dissipated.  It was especially irksome to me that she was training her child that flower jacking is just fine.

Here’s the thing about flower jackers:  I have no way of knowing if they are picking tiny flowers that won’t be missed or if they are going to pick an allium or lily or eryngium that only has one or two stalks of flowers per YEAR.

Two men working on their boats said they appreciate the garden and see people picking from it.  “Why not just enjoy looking at it?” one guy said.

Sometimes, I feel an idea percolating for making a public cutting garden area.  The problem is, I think ALL the flowers would be picked.

I finished watering, then walked north to check on all the Ilwaco planters.  Finding chickweed was my main mission.

boatyard garden

boatyard garden


I am sure someone has been jacking entire plants, leaving big gaps.

I am sure someone has been jacking entire plants, leaving big gaps.


This sign is being ignored again.

This sign is being ignored again.


Someone is using clippers to cut blue globe thistle. If I cut a stem like this, I cut it to the ground.

Someone is using clippers to cut blue globe thistle. If I cut a stem like this, I cut it to the ground.


The woman and child were picking right by THIS sign.

The woman and child were picking right by THIS sign. I think it would have been useful for her to teach him to read rather than pick other people’s flowers.


Here's the planter she was picking from.

Here’s the planter she was picking from.


She was at the planter and I was behind the fence like an angry zoo animal.

She was at the planter and I was behind the fence like an angry zoo animal.


another planter with diascia, golden oregano, Erysimum 'Bowles Mauve'

another planter with diascia, golden oregano, Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’

Allan waters these planters two or three times a week.  Watering and moving on to the next does not leave a lot of grooming time, so I found a few weeds he had missed….

like this ornamental chickweed....

like this ornamental chickweed….


and this one, before....

and this one, before….


and after

and after

I think I had better schedule more walkabouts for these planters.  Checking on them enables me to get photos of their progress, as well.

This one is along a deer path (Main Street) so the nasturtiums are getting chomped.

This one is along a deer path (Main Street) so the nasturtiums are getting chomped.


Volunteer California poppy matches a new paint job.

Volunteer California poppy matches a new paint job….


as do some nasturtiums.

as do some nasturtiums.


by the stoplight.

by the stoplight.

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by Queen LaDeDa's

by Queen LaDeDa’s

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back on First Avenue

back on First Avenue


a ridiculous monster cosmos by city hall

a ridiculous monster cosmos by city hall  (I would clip it or pull it, I think!) (Allan’s photo)

at home

A gift for the kitties had arrived in the mail today, from Snooter-doots Gina, a Facebook friend who grew up in Ilwaco.  She is someone I feel I have much in common with and hope to meet someday.  In support of adding Skooter to our household, she had mailed us 4 Kitty Karrots with Katnip.  (Skooter loves the way that is spelled.)  These are available for purchase on Etsy.  I can already think of three cat friends who would like these at Christmas.

Kitty Karrots with Katnip

Kitty Karrots with Katnip


Frosty meets a Karrot.

Frosty meets a Karrot.


He was very pleased with his gift.

He was very pleased with his gift.


As was Skooter, in his room.

As was Skooter, in his room.

Tomorrow, Skooter gets to come out!  He is so very ready.  Tonight, he was reaching both paws into the hallway from under the door.  I’m excited for him.


ginger

1997 (age 73):

August 18: Cool-Rainy  Spent afternoon puttering with houseplants.  Repotted some, threw a few out, etc.  Sprayed seed trays in shop.  Later in afternoon did some weeding in strawberry rows.

 

Wednesday, 17 August 2016

Here is our typical “north end day” route, using the Surfside Golf Course to represent Marilyn’s.  (It is five blocks north of her house.)   I used the Boreas Inn to represent Jo’s garden; the Boreas Inn is just north of Jo’s.  We could drive up Sandridge Road (the bay side) but often swing over back over to 103 to stop at the Planter Box.

route

Ilwaco

Counting one of the Ilwaco planters as a garden we visited today is a stretch.  However, I consider all of our Ilwaco projects to be a garden.  We began the day by removing the unhealthy Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ from one of the planters.

Allan was correct to think it looked ok on a drive by...

Allan was correct to think it looked ok on a drive by…

but they do not bear close inspection. Too much water?

but the leaves do not bear close inspection. Too much water? Too little sun?

With new soil, ready for something new. I was thrilled to find a reasonably good Erysimum 'Bowles Mauve' buried in there.

With new soil, ready for something new. I was thrilled to find a reasonably good Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ buried in there.

The Depot Restaurant

southwest corner of dining deck, now with a good sense of enclosure on the south side.

southwest corner of dining deck, now with a good sense of enclosure on the south side.

I think my tiny Tetrapanax start will survive. Planted about three weeks ago.

I think my tiny Tetrapanax start will survive. Planted about three weeks ago.

All of a sudden the rosemary looks healthy, now that it is getting buried with other plants.

All of a sudden the rosemary looks healthy, now that it is getting buried with other plants.

north side

north side

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east wall

east wall

Solidago 'Fireworks' just starting up.

Solidago ‘Fireworks’ just starting up.

north side of dining deck. Someone (not us!!) ran a string trimmer all along my nice white alyssum outside the logs. :-(

north side of dining deck. Someone (not us!!) ran a string trimmer all along my nice white alyssum outside the logs last week.😦  One wonders WHY.

The Red Barn

Our little Red Barn garden.

Our little Red Barn garden.

I got to pet a sweet dog named Rosie.

I got to pet a sweet dog named Rosie.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Diane’s garden

from the driveway

from the driveway

deadheading

deadheading

front yard

front yard

The trees will be coming down, and the roadside garden coming out, due to a new septic installation.  Then the roadside garden will, I think, be reinstalled outside a fence.  I am thinking a nice gravel path instead of lawn would be pretty awesome for the inner front garden, with more plants on either side.  (This does not go well with my plans for cutting back on work, though.)

The Planter Box

If I counted this as a garden visit, I’d be up to ten.  I wanted some more bamboo poles to paint, some trailies for that Ilwaco planter, maybe a plant for the post office garden.

Cotinus for sale

Cotinus for sale

I almost succumbed to a banana.

I almost succumbed to a banana.

I did succumb to a skimmia; my grandma had one.

I did succumb to a skimmia for my garden; my grandma had one.

With two new bamboo poles, I needed a stop at Jack’s Country Store for more spray paint.

Jack's Country Store, Ocean Park: best spray paint selection

Jack’s Country Store, Ocean Park: best spray paint selection

We each had a Jack’s snack, always cheering during a long work day.  This time, little potato salads from the deli case.

Marilyn’s garden

We are continuing to maintain Marilyn’s garden till her house sells.  Daughter Nancy was there doing the poignant task of sorting through Marilyn’s things.

Marilyn's, a garden we created from nothing about 10 years ago.

Marilyn’s, a garden we created from nothing about 10 years ago.

Allan found that the native blackberry was encroaching on the back of the house and fixed it:

before

before

after

after

an Ocean Park garden

Between jobs, we made a snoopy visit to a garden I had heard about.  It’s on a back road, and I won’t say where.  It is for sale and a friend of a friend is hoping to buy it. I can see why.

front gate and an arch of escallonia

front gate and an arch of escallonia

over the hedge

over the hedge

snooping over the hedge

snooping over the hedge

I'd love to see the back garden.

I’d love to see the back garden.

The lot is huge with two more garden areas to the north of the house.

gate and escallonia hedge

side gate and escallonia hedge

deer fenced fruit trees

deer fenced fruit trees

in the lot next door

in the lot next door

I bet the deer would like to get into that garden as much as I would.  I hope the friend of a friend can buy it.

Klipsan Beach Cottages

Allan's photo: a dragonfly my former partner, Robert, made, used to hold up some elephant garlic

Allan’s photo: a dragonfly my former partner, Robert, made, used to hold up some elephant garlic

looking in the east gate of the fenced garden

looking in the east gate of the fenced garden

black currants

black currants

one of Mary's roses

one of Mary’s roses

After an hour of weeding and deadheading, followed by a fifteen minute chinwag with manager/owner Mary, we headed south to….

The Anchorage Cottages

I’d bought a bale of Gardner and Bloome soil conditioner to fluff up a garden bed I’d weeded last week.  It is a rather dull narrow bed by the noses of parked vehicles.  Used to have huge and inappropriate phormiums.  I wish I could figure out the perfect thing to plant here (under a sign and two window boxes).  It now has a mishmash of plants old and new.

Mulch, applied by Allan, made it look better.

Mulch, applied by Allan, made it look better.  He worked around the parked cars.  Then they all moved.

Our good friend Mitzu likes to have her photo taken.

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the noble hound

the noble hound in the center courtyard

breaking the pose

breaking the pose

Jos’ garden

Wednesdays are getting much to poignant with taking care of two gardens that are for sale.  Next year’s work will feel very different without Jo’s and Marilyn’s gardens. When they are sold, our only regular private garden job will be Diane’s.  (Oh, and two little ones on our own block that we are caring for now.)  Diane’s almost counts as a public garden because so many people enjoy the roadside planting.

in Jo's driveway, back wall of guest cottage

in Jo’s driveway, back wall of guest cottage

The entry to Jo's garden makes it look like a shrubby landscape.

The entry to Jo’s garden makes it look like a shrubby landscape.

Inside, it is one of the floweriest gardens around.

Inside, it is one of the floweriest gardens around.

Jo's snapdragons

Jo’s snapdragons

lemony snapdragons

eryngiums and lemony snapdragons

dark red velvet snaps

dark red velvet snaps

hydrangeas

hydrangeas

the northwest bed and evening light

the northwest bed and evening light

gate to the northeast garden

gate to the northeast garden

in the northeast garden, with the guest house window

in the northeast garden, with the guest cottage window

guest cottage window box (guest cottage is a bedroom and bathroom)

guest cottage window box (guest cottage is a bedroom and bathroom)

Don’t you want to buy Jo’s place?  Here’s the listing.

Ilwaco

We replanted the Ilwaco planter with two diascias and a golden thyme from The Planter Box.

We replanted the Ilwaco planter with two diascias and a golden thyme from The Planter Box.

(The Basket Case Greenhouse is closed for the season, in case you are wondering why we have not been shopping there, as well.)

At home, when I went to put the wheelie bin out, there was a deer chomping the fallen apples from the debris pile.  I was pleased, because it is a way to give her a treat outside the fence.

me and the deer

me and the deer

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

She left, and I was sorry, but I did need to put the wheelie bin out.

She left, and I was sorry, but I did need to put the wheelie bin out.

I was tired and after I sat, I found it hard to get up and spend time with poor Skooter, stuck in a room for the eighth day in a row.  I wanted to blog without a cat walking on the computer, and that meant in the living room.  Poor Skooter!  We cuddled later on, and I promised him that Friday will be his freedom day.  (I want his first encounters as a free cat to be on my day off.)


ginger

1995 (age 71):

August 17:  Spent the last few evenings getting my fall orders ready.  I called Forest Farm and their catalog won’t come out till mid-Sept.  I will be ordering some perennials from them.

1998 (age 74):

August 17:  NICE AND COOL  72 degrees   I had a choice of bringing wood up to the shed or sifting compost.  Well, the compost won out.  I spent about an hour getting a bolt out of the front board so I could dig the stuff out easier.  I think I can finish this job in a couple more hours.  I didn’t get up in time to do my morning watering but since it’s cool that’s OK.  I watered from 7:00 to 8:15.  The strawberry plants have perked up due to the cool weather and the heavy watering last week.

 

 

 

Tuesday, 16 August 2016

at home

I had promised Allan today would be an easy day…and it had better be, because I was still sound asleep at 11 AM, giving us an even later start than usual.

A small puddle in the street showed that some rain had fallen overnight.

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so happy to see rainwater on helenium...

so happy to see rainwater on helenium…

and Melianthus major...

and Melianthus major…

and Melianthus major 'Antenow's Blue'.

and Melianthus major ‘Antenow’s Blue’.

hypericum (St John's wort)

hypericum (St John’s wort)

box o' special shade plants

box o’ special shade plants from Hardy Plant Weekend purchases

Joseph's Coat rose

Joseph’s Coat rose

front garden

front garden

Ilwaco Post Office

We spent a volunteer hour weeding and thinning.  The front looked bare when we were done.

Mid August doldrums with the lilies almost done.

Mid August doldrums with the lilies almost done.

I do not like seeing so much bare ground, so will have to buy more plants.

I do not like seeing so much bare ground where poppies once were, so will have to buy more plants.

Ilwaco boatyard garden

The accursed horsetail and bindweed was returning.

The accursed horsetail and bindweed was returning.

a boat arrives

a boat arrives

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love the homey, checkered curtains

love the homey, checkered curtains

'Black Knight' sweet peas (Allan's photo)

‘Black Knight’ sweet peas (Allan’s photo)

sweet peas and heleniums (Allan's photo)

sweet peas and heleniums (Allan’s photo)

more sweet peas (Allan's photo)

more sweet peas (Allan’s photo)

sweet pea success (Allan's photo)

sweet pea success (Allan’s photo)

Nancy G. drove by (owner of the Depot, and Marilyn's daughter); I updated her on Skooter's household integration process.

Nancy G. drove by (owner of the Depot, and Marilyn’s daughter); I updated her on Skooter’s household integration process.

Petra Marie (Allan's photo)

Petra Marie (Allan’s photo)

The north end of the boatyard weeding took so long that Allan became skeptical that it would be an easy day.  However, I knew that south of the gate has so much less horsetail that it would go faster.  I felt doomed for a moment when my hip started hurting from stepping in and out of the garden.  A brief sit down in the van made it possible to keep going.

finishing up fairly easy weeding along the south end

finishing up fairly easy weeding along the south end

looking north

looking north

more sweet pea success

more sweet pea success

and more

and more

I had no success with the sweet peas I planted in Long Beach’s Fifth Street Park, so I am extra pleased with the boatyard success this year.

salmon coloured four o clock that comes back each year

salmon coloured four o clock that comes back each year.  Probably ‘Salmon Sunset’

Howerton Avenue

With the boatyard done, we moved on to grooming and watering the Howerton Avenue curbside gardens.  We would not have time to water them later this week.   A soil poke showed that, due to their well drained and windswept nature, the rain had not left any dampness in the soil, unlike the richer and deeper soil of the boatyard garden.  Allan watered the east end and west end gardens and Ilwaco pavilion gardens.  I walked the entire length of the curbside gardens, deadheading and weeding and clipping here and there, and watered at Time Enough Books and port office.  A strong and chilly wind and sore hip and knee made me focus all my endurance on getting done so I only took one photo.

I did enjoy the look of the "driveover garden" in the wind, with santolinas and Nassella tenuissima.

I did enjoy the look of the “driveover garden” in the wind, with santolinas and Nassella tenuissima.

Thanks to water from the Tuna Club, this eryngium may eventually recover from a long drought. (Allan's photo)

Thanks to water from the Tuna Club, this eryngium may eventually recover from a long drought. (Allan’s photo)

Howerton Avenue (Allan's photo)

Howerton Avenue with crab pots (Allan’s photo)

I got a ride home before Allan went to dump the debris.  I’d had a headache all day, and the debris pile is on bumpy ground.

snail on boat trailer near our debris dump spot (Allan's photo)

snail on boat trailer near our debris dump spot (Allan’s photo)

Allan went back to water the garden at Salt Hotel, and cut back one more santolina.  I’d done a few at the boatyard and Howerton earlier in the day.

before

before

after

after

an eryngium which has been getting regular water

an eryngium which has been getting regular water (but needed more)

It did turn out to be an “easy” day of only six and a half (seven for Allan) hours of work.

I communed at home with Skooter, after bringing in a bundle of catmint trimmed from my garden.  I thought it would remind him of Marilyn’s garden, where he used to roll in the catmint patch (not catNIP, which he would have eaten to the ground).  I made two piles of catmint on the bedroom and bathroom floor and he seemed pleased and amused.  Two more days indoors!

As I read Facebook on my phone with Skooter, I saw this great photo and wished I’d been at kite festival with the whale kites.

kite


ginger

1998 (age 74):

August 16: Sunday—what an odd day.  I worked on my [crossword] puzzle until about 10 when I got so sleepy, laid down—and slept till 5:30.  I fed Tabby and laid down again.  When I woke up it was dark so I thought it was morning but it was only 10:30 PM.  I had some chocolate and read for a couple of hours and then slept till 8:00 AM.

 

Monday, 15 August 2016

Washington State International Kite Festival started today in Long Beach.  We spent the first part of the work day getting Fifth Street Park into spiffing shape.

 Dave and Melissa delivered some plants they had kindly acquired for me at Blooming Nursery.  I will make my garden more like the Oysterville garden, with six little boxwoods!  I did have more boxwoods at my previous garden.  They did well there because it was sheltered from wind.

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Dave and Melissa (Sea Star Gardening)

Allan at work, NW quadrant

Allan at work, NW quadrant of Fifth Street Park

Allan's area, well groomed

Allan’s area, well groomed

before (Allan's photo)

before (Allan’s photos)

and after (I went back in and cut the sanguisorba)

and after (I went back in and cut the sanguisorba)

I also cut the large, tatty baptisia to the ground.

I also cut the large, tatty Baptisia australis to the ground. Am rethinking my fondness for that perennial because it is such a LARGE dull blob after blooming.

"You missed a deadhead!"

“You missed a deadhead!”  (Poor Allan.)

 

my project, SW quadrant

my project, SW quadrant, before cutting back the Alchemilla mollis (lady’s mantle)

and after

and after

Before watering the downtown planters, we took a walk along the Bolstad approach for a look at the kites and for some fair food.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

 

looking west: not as many booths as some years

looking west: not as many booths as some years

There used to be more booths on both sides, leading to the backing and forthing across the garden that resulted in our opting for tough rugosa roses.

looking back towards town

looking east towards town

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

kites

kites

Monday is always kite trains and arches day.

Monday is always kite trains and arches day.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

I used to spend a couple of kite festival days out on the beach taking photos. My favourite days were Thursday (handcrafted kites day) and Saturday, with the Rokkaku Challenge and the Parade of Colors.  Have I become jaded after going for ten years in a row?    (You can see some photos from 2009 here.)  This year, I would find it too hard going on the sand to attend Saturday’s kite events (and can’t bear to give up a gardening day).  If I were retired or had a summer-long vacation, I would definitely attend the kite festival again.

We each had delicious fair food for lunch: a Hawaiian chicken fajita for me and a veggie burger for Allan.  I do hope to find time for more fair food on Thursday.  Although there are fewer trinket booths than usual, the food selection is greater.

"not actual size"

“not actual size”  (Allan’s photo)

The city crew was hard at work while we slacked off for 45 minutes.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

planter benches busy with people (Allan's photo)

planter benches busy with people (Allan’s photo)

kite flyers everywhere (Allan's photo)

kite flyers everywhere (Allan’s photo)

I’m pleased to have an unusual number of rugosa rose flowers still blooming for the festival.  Usually, they have gone to all hips by now.

roses in white and pink

roses in white and pink

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That was all the kite festival time that we had.  We moved on to watering and fertilizing the planters. (Last liquid fertilizing of the season!)

by the stoplight

deadheading by the stoplight

funny verbascum (Allan's photo)

funny verbascum, before (Allan’s photo)

Allan added mulch to one more tree garden.

Allan added mulch to this tree garden.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Painting and sandcastles continue in Fish Alley.

Painting and sandcastles continue in Fish Alley.

Fish Alley

Fish Alley

After Long Beach, Allan watered the Ilwaco planters.  He found another Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ that looks sad; when I saw this photo, I said it has to go.

truly horrible sedum foliage

truly horrible sedum foliage

I spent some time in my room communing with Skooter, who must be so very bored.  He is used to being an indoor outdoor cat.  Tonight, some progress was made in acclimating him to the house.  Even though I was NOT supposed to do it this way,  I let him out into the living room with the other cats there and the cat door closed.  What I was supposed to do was let him out with the other cats all outside.  Ooops.  I got over excited.  They all sat atop chairs and gazed nonplussed while he hissed at them.  I scooted him back to the bedroom.  Later, he made a brief escape and came nose to nose with Frosty.  They touched noses, Skooter hissed, and Frosty was ever so polite.  I was encouraged that no swatting ensued.

A paw, and sometimes two, came under the door into the hallway. (Allan's photo)

Later, a paw, and sometimes two, came under the door into the hallway. (Allan’s photo)

Friday is THE day that Skooter gets the run of the house and can discover the cat doors on his own.  Only three more days stuck in the room.  Now he will eat his dinner on the other side of the door from Frosty and not yowl or hiss.  Nor does he walk around the bedroom glowering at the door and hissing.  Progress.


ginger

1997 (age 73):

August 15: 10:30-7:30 with time out for watermelon and to read new Parks catalog.  It was cool so I worked in the tam area watering, weeding, and tying up several sprawly plants.  It looks better.  Then I went back with the intention of cleaning the messy area by the house but ended up working about 2 1/2 hours on 2 strawberry rows weeding, trimming, and watering.

1998 (age 74):

August 15: COOL AND CLOUDY  I woke up wide awake at 6:15 and got up at 7:00!  Since it was cool, I started on the woodpile.  I worked on it a couple of hours and think I moved about 1/5 or 1/4 of it.  I piled it all on the porch—two rows to the top of the rack.  Also filled the cart.  By then I was tired so left the rest for another day.  Then I started cleaning up the pile of bark that’s been between the wood box and the raspberry row.  I boxed it and put in the woodshed.  I shoveled a lot of sawdust into bags but I don’t know where I’ll put it.  A good Saturday’s work.  Bill called—he will repair bathroom floor this next week.  [Her “double wide’ had two bathrooms, by the way.]

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