Monday, 11 April 2016
On the way north to work in Long Beach, Allan mentioned something that suddenly made me remember my plan to plant poppy seeds in the beach approach garden. This sidetracked me temporarily from our main project of the day. While I sorted and planted seeds, I asked Allan to remove from one of the planters two heathers, not, of COURSE, planted by me. They go back to volunteer days, and one of them had almost completely died.
Allan expressed disappointment that the soil, weeded last week, had not dried to look less sandy. Well, it is sand, much much sand blown in from the beach.
Halfway down the approach, I needed more poppy seeds (Shirley, California, Flanders Field) so we hared over to Dennis Company where I bought some more.
With the next batch planted, we began today’s big project: weeding one of the parking lot beds. The city crew calls them berms, so I do, too, but unlike real berms, they are not mounded up. The afternoon weather was perfection: neither hot nor cold and very little wind.
Horsetail lurks underneath most of the peninsula, it seems.
We got the north berm done, and since it was only 5:30, we decided to put in some time on the south one.
I long to get back and finish weeding the south berm; it has some plain old purple bearded iris that are poised to bloom and will look much better if not surrounded by weed grass. However, the weather looks dire tomorrow with rain and 36 mph wind (and I have another doctor’s appointment, fortunately just a “talking” one, I hope).
A more colourful landscape is all abloom in Veterans Field nearby; Allan took some photos:
The City Crew was dismantling the equipment, large frying pan, and tents that had been erected for the Clam Festival, which had been a roaring success.
The evening light on the back garden drew me out for a photo.My own garden always goes through a neglected stage at this time of year. I looked back to the bogsy wood and wondered if part of the salmonberry grove has died from last summer’s drought…
I am tired of looking at “postcards” (lower right), referring to a future post about old postcards on the Grandma Scrapbooks blog. I decided to move it to my “at home” workboard which is behind the door of my room.
Ginger’s Garden Diaries
from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago
1995 (age 70):
April 11: Worked in greenhouse. Moved fuchsia plants under the 2nd light. Planted 6 primroses into the new shallow planters. I want to get some pansy plants to add to it. I put those 2 plants under lights. Also brought two tomato plants to greenhouse real close to light to see what happens.
1998 (age 73):
April 11: Ron McCamment tilled the garden area from the raspberries to the asparagus for $50. While he tilled, I pulled weeds in the driveway. Later I planted the 12 Purple Wave Petunias into 4 baskets. I had to quit when it started raining hard around 2:30. Later the sun came out but I had changed into dry clothes so I didn’t resume my work outside.