Tuesday, 19 April 2016
Much as I wanted another day off to keep weeding at home, we needed to work or we’d fall behind…especially since I had garden touring plans for Thursday.
We began our work day pulling little weeds and deadheading narcissi and tulips at Mayor Mike’s garden.
Just as I pruned back the hardy fuchsia so that the parrot tulips and the Scrophularia variegata would show, my lower back went SPROING. Usually I can count on my back being strong. The spasming out of alignment led to some unpleasant moments over the next two days. However, work must go on and it’s not as bad as the slipped discs and other back ills that some friends have had.
We did some post office weeding and I heard that there is a new postmaster. I hope he like an exuberant flower garden and does not prefer lawn or one rhododendron. I experienced some anxiety as I weeded, bending over very carefully because of the back wonkiness.
Next, Allan completely re-did an overgrown Ilwaco planter, for which no one thought to take a before photo. It had lots of narcissi, and two valerian and three geums (I have no idea who planted them as was certainly not me).
We planted a few more plants in the Ilwaco planters and checked to make sure the new plants from last week were damp enough.
If someone steals today’s ‘Blackthorn Apricot’ diascias, I am going to be very very very sad. Maybe these thieves think I have an endless supply of replacement plants. In fact, I don’t even have access to more choice lemon thymes OR Blackthorn Apricots and I CANNOT REPLACE THEM. This is not a big city with an endless supply of good nursery plants.
We stopped off at home for a few more plants.
Ilwaco Boatyard garden
While Allan pulled grass and horsetail from the boatyard garden, I replanted lots of narcissi that we had removed from the overcrowded Ilwaco planters, along with the valerian and geums from today’s planter project, and then helped finish the weeding. It was not a perfect weeding job; that will wait till just before the annual children’s parade (April 30th this year). I try to balance perfection with not overdoing our clients’ landscape maintenance budgets, so today’s job was to just keep the garden from looking like the horsetail was winning.
We finished by deadheading narcissi along Howerton Avenue.
Blissfully for me, the hot weather was about to end with a cooling fog hanging over the Columbia River.
(For those who enjoy the excerpts from my mother’s old garden diaries: There was no entry corresponding with today’s date.)