Friday, 12 February 2016
We had expected a rainy day and instead woke to sunshine. My plans to keep transcribing mom’s diaries changed to a work day. On the way north, we paused to admire the Long Beach welcome sign’s narcissi display:
We parked by the Bolstadt stoplight to pull a clump of annoying asters and schizolstylus out of the planter that is all dug up for electrical repair.
We hope they find the electrical problem before having to dig many more planters.
While I finally attended to the northernmost two planters and two street trees, Allan tidied up the circle garden in Coulter Park. His photos:
Then we went for a long work session at:
Our good friend Mitzu! We’ve missed seeing her.
center courtyard, Allan’s photo
dead twigs in the arbutus (Allan’s photo)
before some deadtwigging
after, with more to do next time
We took out a barberry that was in the shade and in the way of pruning the arbutus (Allan’s photo)
By “we” took out a barberry, I mean I decided it should go, Beth agreed, and Allan removed it and the tatty old Erysimum.
before (Allan’s photo)
after (that Yucca is a volunteer from olden days)
I think I will claim that I planned for these tulips to perfectly match the sign.
Crocuses and Iris reticulata have been blooming.
Violas came through the winter with vigor.
In another happy accident, this box is next to the dark blue Anchorage sign.
window box detail, love that two toned crocus
Mitzu (Allan’s photo)
Some more of the work that got done:
before: big stumps on pruned viburnum
much nicer after Allan pruned it; now we will let it grow up to under the window
before: ferns to clip
after (with Beth’s primroses)
Mitzu and Manager Beth and a trailer of debris
We had time to drive out to the Bolstadt beach approach and check the planters there for weeds and clipping.
from the beach approach road looking south
a dramatic sky
a duck couple
The soil in the windswept westernmost planters has sunk several inches over the winter. (The Adopt a Planter program is long gone but some plaques remain.)
A nightmare of weeding awaits us in the 13 sections of the approach garden:
Rugosa roses need to be dug away from the edge all the way along on both sides.
It’s turned back into a lawn with bulbs coming through.
I hope to get the roses in this section clipped to the ground by early March.
As I was taking the above photo in an overwhelmed mood, a woman called out from the condominium building to my right about what a wonderful job we do. That cheered me. The assorted doctors’ appointments looming in March make me anxious about getting all the jobs done. As long as nothing is found seriously wrong, we’ll do fine as we have fewer jobs this year (by choice).
I’m hoping to bring Sea Star Gardening in to help with the beach approach. It’s not the best job and perhaps not something we should inflict on friends.
We checked all the planters on the other beach approach road, Sid Snyder Drive.
Allan’s photos: before
On the westernmost planter, the only one still done by volunteers (Back Country Horse Rides), some of the annual geranium AKA pelargoniums had come through the winter.
I clipped them and pulled the plant tags.
west end of Sid Snyder Drive from our parking spot
to the beach!
Salt Hotel Pub in Ilwaco would be our destination for later in the evening. It stood out grandly against the clouds as we drove home along Howerton (to check out what gardening work awaited us in those gardens.)
After an hour and a half turnaround time at home (not long enough to get back to transcribing mom’s garden diaries), we returned to the Hotel pub for a birthday party. This event stood in for our usual weekly garden gang dinner meeting.
We love the greenery in the courtyard.
The outside stairs; I chose the inside stairs through the white double doors.
Bill from Boreas Inn (left, with Susie) was the birthday boy; Maddie from Pink Poppy Bakery (in red) was serving.
photo by Shelly Pollock
expanded menu! (photo courtesy Salt Hotel)
I had to go out onto the balcony and commune with these two darling local pugs (Stella and Toby, I think.
the view from the pub (Allan’s photo)
a large party
You may recognize Dave and Melissa, in the crowd.
Bill, some buddies, and some birthday gifts.
Pink Poppy Maddy and (left) Kite Museum Patty
I got to have a good talk with Patty who was sitting right across from me and I was always surprised when she’d say “I already know that because I read your blog!” I forget that people actually read this thing regularly than the ones who comment and remind me that they are there (like Rebecca, MaryBeth, Mr Tootlepedal, and Cathy from Oz).
Allan, Dave, and a guest from Tacoma were talking about cars and electricity (the later being her field of work).
Shelly of the Grass Roots Garbage Gang and Chef Steve of Great Day Café
squash soup of the day
Melissa declared it the best squash soup she had ever had.
Here comes the Pink Poppy Bakery birthday cake!
After the party, we and the Sea Stars agreed that we were so impressed at how well an almost brand new restaurant handled a large party of this size.
Tomorrow, I pray for rain as I am longing to get back to transcibing my mother’s garden diaries. There were no entries by her to correspond with this date.