Thursday, 30 June 2016
Our mission continued to get Long Beach and Ilwaco gardens close to perfection before the Fourth of July weekend. I hoped to finish today in order to avoid the crowds streaming into town on Friday for the most chaotic weekend of the year.
Ilwaco Post Office
I decided the “weeping love grass” by the little triangle of gravel that people cut across sometimes had to go. It was too much of a foot grabber.
I want time to dig up the dratted columbines along the front; they had reseeded too freely.
Although I love agastaches, I’m not impressed with the red one that I put in the planter by the tattoo shop.
I took the lavender from the broken part to Heather at NIVA green, my favourite shop.
The sculptor will have to knock down last week’s sculpture to make room for the new one. He says he puts that off as long as possible.
A thought in Third Street Park: Which shrub is better for a summer tourist town, rhododendrons or hydrangeas?
Lately, I have been distressed about the string trimmer whacking my along the edges of city parks. I finally called and left a message about this one. (No swearing or yelling, I promise.)
We checked the planters out on the beach approaches.
Some wedding flowers had been left last week in the Lisa Bonney planter. Our friends Bill and Susie (Boreas Inn) had been close friends of Lisa and had officiated at her daughter’s wedding.
The wedding flowers were dried up by now, so I placed them in the spot where she died, close to this planter. Felt choked up about it, as I often do in this place.
There was a snake out in the road by the next planter. Allan herded it into the safety of dune grass.
We would have nabbed that snake for home, but a tourist passing by was terrified so we had to get it off the sidewalk quickly.
I decided that one section of roses needed to be pruned back, even though I knew this meant we would be pressed to find time to water Ilwaco tonight.
On the Sid Snyder approach, the planter closest to Ocean Beach Boulevard had had both of its lovely lavenders stolen by next to the lamp post.
As the plants repeatedly get stolen from the planters on both beach approaches, I have stopped replacing them. The bareness of the planters probably makes people think that we (or the volunteers that they may think still do the planters) are not doing our job. I have given up, quite frankly.
There was no way that we could get all of the Ilwaco gardens done as well today. At least we had time to water the planters before our weekly garden club dinner, and we would not have to return to Long Beach on Friday.
This time I walked around and checked on all the planters.
I spent the rest of my time weeding at the boatyard.
We even had time to drop the trailer off at home before meeting Dave and Melissa for dinner at…
The Cove Restaurant
…where we were joined by Bill and Susie of the Boreas Inn. The Boreas garden is one I have let go, last year, and passed into the capable hands of Dave and Mel (Sea Star Gardening).