Thursday, 14 July 2016
Just for the record: I could do a beachy theme here with grasses and santolinas and it might be more cutting edge gardening. However, the bed is infested with horsetail so other than the Geranium ‘Rozanne’, I like to use annuals so I can totally clean it out in fall and spring. (I’ll never get all the roots out, because the planters have an open base.) And I figured out over years of gardening in Long Beach that for a tourist town, bright and cheerful annuals are what get the most happy comments.
We checked for windstorm damage in Fifth Street Park and I was pleased to find it had held up well. My own Bapstisia australis at home had completely flopped open in the wind and looked terrible when I cut back off of its neighbours, because the lower growth had no leaves. I then read that you can prune them by a third right after they bloom, Fortunately, that worked much better on the one at Fifth Street than it did on mine.
We walked around the town watering and fertilizing all the planters.
Some clipping ensued. I left the pile for us to pick up after watering.
The planters had not been watered for a week. I had counted on the excessively heavy rain. The plants were mostly fine except for this one corner of the planter by the Bolstadt stoplight.
Not only do the Agastaches bloom for months with little need for deadheading, but they also have foliage that smells deliciously of licorice.
The northernmost planter that was vandalized is still paltry on one side:
I did a bit of shopping at NIVA green, my favourite shop, and admired owner/artist Heather Ramsay’s latest creations.
Meanwhile, Allan trimmed the now ugly Lady’s Mantle by the pond.
I remembered that we should put some water on the little popout that we redid not long ago…Only to find it weedy again, and us out of time to weed it.
I had been confident all day that we would get done early enough to have a leisurely amount of time to water in Ilwaco before dinner. The pruning and clean up to regain the police station sidewalk sucked up that time, leaving us only two remaining hours in our workday.
I walked and checked on all the street planters while Allan got the water trailer, filled, and started watering.
I don’t plant nasturtiums in Ilwaco anymore now that the deer have discovered them. The ones you see this year came back on their own.
With all the planters and street tree pocket gardens checked and Allan still watering, I weeded at the boatyard for the rest of our time.
On the way to dinner, I got some photos at the end of town where Allan had done the watering.
The Cove Restaurant
We called to order our weekly meeting of the North Beach Garden Gang.
I was touched when owner Sondra visited with us and, as she often does, told us how much she appreciates our regular patronage and that it is the locals that keep the restaurant thriving.
Now we have two days of garden touring, first a visit to three of my favourite local gardens with friends, and then an official garden tour day. Therefore, I am doing a couple of days in advance of….
Ginger’s Garden Diaries
from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago
1995 (age 71):
[Her husband, Bruce, had died the month before.]
July 14: I mailed claim to CUNA to file for Bruce’s accidental death. City pays for $2000 and we pay $3 a month for $39,000 “contributory coverage”, but would be 50% reduction after 70 years. It would be nice if they will approve the claim but I’m not holding my breath. [Both of my parents had worked for the city of Seattle for about 15 years before their retirement. He fell while in the hospital and died from hitting his head. The city rejected the claim.]
Pulled weeds most of the day. Top Ramen noodles for dinner.
July 15: Planted more of the bulbs. I punched holes in the boiler and the two black “wood” buckets and planted dahlias in them. I tried drowning the garden bee nest. I’ll see tomorrow if they are still there.
Roast beef sandwich, pineapple, and rhubarb bread. I’m going to try and write down what I eat for dinner to see what kind of diet I’m on. (7/24 Good idea but I can’t eat.)
July 16: I threw away my Sunday crossword puzzle. Now I’ll see if I can leave it next Sunday.
1997 (age 73):
July 14: Picked berries. Don came out—just to visit (?) He changed bulb in light over utility sink by taking the bulb out of the light over the dryer. We took old clocks back to the shop. I went to FCB bank to sign form to stop payment on the $5000 check I sent to SFCB on 6/10 for a new CD. They didn’t get it.
July 15: 12:00-4:30 I got out and did some yard work. I planted all of the rest of the Pik Red tomatoes and some Early Girls. Watered in front. Pulled a bunch of the perennial geraniums that are everywhere! I used the “trench” system when I planted the tomatoes. It will be interesting to see how this method works.
July 16: 11:00 to 5:30 Picked berries—there were some nice strawberries from everbearing plants. Finished planting all the tomatoes—some pretty small and may not survive. Planted a row of pepper plants out but saved a few in greenhouse to see which do the best. Then I potted snapdragon and poppy seedling. Then I heard Walt and Mary Anne so I went over and brought home 5 barrow loads of wood that he had split.
1998 (age 74):
July 14: I went to QFC to buy the chicken that was on sale. I picked raspberries, enough for 4 packages. Then I froze the chicken and the milk. I threw out all the jars of applesauce that I canned several years ago. I fixed coleslaw and spanish rice for my dinner. Also made large jello with carrot and cabbage.
July 15: Skyler called to say they have an appt to see a place in Long Beach—two manufactured homes across the street from each other. One is a 3 bedroom and the other a 2 bedroom. It has a lot of water damage though. They want 90,000+. [By this year, mom was considering moving to Long Beach and we were beginning to look at houses for her.]
June 16: Today was too hot to work in the sun. I watered baskets and pots. Then I worked in shade planting seedlings. I pretty much caught up transplanting the seedlings that are large enough. I am tossing out the ones that haven’t germinated. I am surprised how many of the old seeds came up.