Saturday, 19 March 2016
I would rather have stayed home and sorted photos of Mary the cat. (In fact, as our regular readers know, I did do the sorting and posting over the next couple of days.) However good weather, a charitable event, and work called.
Local potter Karen Brownlee devoted weeks of energy to this event, organizing, helping with the making of the bowls, and publicizing.(Don’t anyone tell the little ones, but I always go for a bowl by a grown up potter!)
Robbie had been holding her bowls right in front, but moved them when I said they looked like a reverse coconut bra.
My very favourite soup, smokey tomato and bleu cheese from the 42nd Street Café, was one of the options.
Then, without lingering quite as long as we would have liked, Allan and I left for the Planter Box to get some mulch for Jo’s garden.
On the way north, we stopped for photos when we saw that the Long Beach carousel being assembled for the season.
The Planter Box
Our goal was the dairy manure mulch, now known by a zippy new name:
While Allan reloaded the buckets and wheelbarrow, I took some plant photos for the Planter Box Facebook page.
Jo’s gardenAt Jo’s, the mulch has to be bucketed into the garden because of a few steps at the east end and just one step at the west end.
back to the Planter Box
Last year, we scraped the bottom of the cow mulch pile and were only able to apply one yard. This year, the lavish pile allowed us to return to get a second yard to make the garden extra fluffy.
back to Jo’s
This time we parked at the end of the west lawn and Allan wheelbarrowed the buckets up three at a time.I did the dumping and spreading of mulch. I am thankful to report that the Really Bad leg pain of a few days ago went back to just the ordinary amount…thank goodness. One could put a ramp on that little step. However, the brick paths are narrow and the garden full of plants, making it actually easier to bucket.
On the way home, we drove by the Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum and I remembered I had wanted to pull the chickweed from one of their planters before the quilt show, which had started yesterday. Kitty Mary’s death had changed our plan to attend the quilt show on Friday and I had forgotten the weed. We don’t take care of those two planters; the chickweed just bugs me.
While weeding here, I had a brainstorm. The small amount of mulch we had left would be just perfect to mulch our volunteer garden at the Ilwaco Post Office, so with a slight sense of reluctance I decided to donate it to that good cause instead of applying it to a few needy plants at home. In taking the after photo, I had another brainstorm: Those two grasses have seen their last good days and have to go! So out they came. You can see to the far left that they have made some nice new starts. Maddeningly, I thought of removing the grasses after using up all the mulch so had none to nicely fill in the empty spot.
We had time to rest for a short while and then turned around to meet Our Kathleen for dinner at Salt Pub on the waterfront. She gave me a fabulous plant, knowing I love green flowers:
Ginger’s Garden Diaries
from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago
1998 (age 73):
March 19th: Beautiful day. I took Tabby to the vet to get her booster shot and nail clipping. I didn’t get outside but got started on seed planting. I got the ones planted that had to be put in the shop refrig. I got labels to make for tomatoes but if it’s as nice outside I’ll work in the garden tomorrow.