Monday, 15 August 2016
Washington State International Kite Festival started today in Long Beach. We spent the first part of the work day getting Fifth Street Park into spiffing shape.
Dave and Melissa delivered some plants they had kindly acquired for me at Blooming Nursery. I will make my garden more like the Oysterville garden, with six little boxwoods! I did have more boxwoods at my previous garden. They did well there because it was sheltered from wind.
Before watering the downtown planters, we took a walk along the Bolstad approach for a look at the kites and for some fair food.
There used to be more booths on both sides, leading to the backing and forthing across the garden that resulted in our opting for tough rugosa roses.
I used to spend a couple of kite festival days out on the beach taking photos. My favourite days were Thursday (handcrafted kites day) and Saturday, with the Rokkaku Challenge and the Parade of Colors. Have I become jaded after going for ten years in a row? (You can see some photos from 2009 here.) This year, I would find it too hard going on the sand to attend Saturday’s kite events (and can’t bear to give up a gardening day). If I were retired or had a summer-long vacation, I would definitely attend the kite festival again.
We each had delicious fair food for lunch: a Hawaiian chicken fajita for me and a veggie burger for Allan. I do hope to find time for more fair food on Thursday. Although there are fewer trinket booths than usual, the food selection is greater.
The city crew was hard at work while we slacked off for 45 minutes.
I’m pleased to have an unusual number of rugosa rose flowers still blooming for the festival. Usually, they have gone to all hips by now.
That was all the kite festival time that we had. We moved on to watering and fertilizing the planters. (Last liquid fertilizing of the season!)
After Long Beach, Allan watered the Ilwaco planters. He found another Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ that looks sad; when I saw this photo, I said it has to go.
I spent some time in my room communing with Skooter, who must be so very bored. He is used to being an indoor outdoor cat. Tonight, some progress was made in acclimating him to the house. Even though I was NOT supposed to do it this way, I let him out into the living room with the other cats there and the cat door closed. What I was supposed to do was let him out with the other cats all outside. Ooops. I got over excited. They all sat atop chairs and gazed nonplussed while he hissed at them. I scooted him back to the bedroom. Later, he made a brief escape and came nose to nose with Frosty. They touched noses, Skooter hissed, and Frosty was ever so polite. I was encouraged that no swatting ensued.
Friday is THE day that Skooter gets the run of the house and can discover the cat doors on his own. Only three more days stuck in the room. Now he will eat his dinner on the other side of the door from Frosty and not yowl or hiss. Nor does he walk around the bedroom glowering at the door and hissing. Progress.
1997 (age 73):
August 15: 10:30-7:30 with time out for watermelon and to read new Parks catalog. It was cool so I worked in the tam area watering, weeding, and tying up several sprawly plants. It looks better. Then I went back with the intention of cleaning the messy area by the house but ended up working about 2 1/2 hours on 2 strawberry rows weeding, trimming, and watering.
1998 (age 74):
August 15: COOL AND CLOUDY I woke up wide awake at 6:15 and got up at 7:00! Since it was cool, I started on the woodpile. I worked on it a couple of hours and think I moved about 1/5 or 1/4 of it. I piled it all on the porch—two rows to the top of the rack. Also filled the cart. By then I was tired so left the rest for another day. Then I started cleaning up the pile of bark that’s been between the wood box and the raspberry row. I boxed it and put in the woodshed. I shoveled a lot of sawdust into bags but I don’t know where I’ll put it. A good Saturday’s work. Bill called—he will repair bathroom floor this next week. [Her “double wide’ had two bathrooms, by the way.]