Wednesday, 17 August 2016
Here is our typical “north end day” route, using the Surfside Golf Course to represent Marilyn’s. (It is five blocks north of her house.) I used the Boreas Inn to represent Jo’s garden; the Boreas Inn is just north of Jo’s. We could drive up Sandridge Road (the bay side) but often swing over back over to 103 to stop at the Planter Box.
Counting one of the Ilwaco planters as a garden we visited today is a stretch. However, I consider all of our Ilwaco projects to be a garden. We began the day by removing the unhealthy Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ from one of the planters.
The Depot Restaurant
The Red Barn
The trees will be coming down, and the roadside garden coming out, due to a new septic installation. Then the roadside garden will, I think, be reinstalled outside a fence. I am thinking a nice gravel path instead of lawn would be pretty awesome for the inner front garden, with more plants on either side. (This does not go well with my plans for cutting back on work, though.)
The Planter Box
If I counted this as a garden visit, I’d be up to ten. I wanted some more bamboo poles to paint, some trailies for that Ilwaco planter, maybe a plant for the post office garden.
With two new bamboo poles, I needed a stop at Jack’s Country Store for more spray paint.
We each had a Jack’s snack, always cheering during a long work day. This time, little potato salads from the deli case.
We are continuing to maintain Marilyn’s garden till her house sells. Daughter Nancy was there doing the poignant task of sorting through Marilyn’s things.
Allan found that the native blackberry was encroaching on the back of the house and fixed it:
an Ocean Park garden
Between jobs, we made a snoopy visit to a garden I had heard about. It’s on a back road, and I won’t say where. It is for sale and a friend of a friend is hoping to buy it. I can see why.
The lot is huge with two more garden areas to the north of the house.
I bet the deer would like to get into that garden as much as I would. I hope the friend of a friend can buy it.
Klipsan Beach Cottages
After an hour of weeding and deadheading, followed by a fifteen minute chinwag with manager/owner Mary, we headed south to….
The Anchorage Cottages
I’d bought a bale of Gardner and Bloome soil conditioner to fluff up a garden bed I’d weeded last week. It is a rather dull narrow bed by the noses of parked vehicles. Used to have huge and inappropriate phormiums. I wish I could figure out the perfect thing to plant here (under a sign and two window boxes). It now has a mishmash of plants old and new.
Our good friend Mitzu likes to have her photo taken.
Wednesdays are getting much to poignant with taking care of two gardens that are for sale. Next year’s work will feel very different without Jo’s and Marilyn’s gardens. When they are sold, our only regular private garden job will be Diane’s. (Oh, and two little ones on our own block that we are caring for now.) Diane’s almost counts as a public garden because so many people enjoy the roadside planting.
Don’t you want to buy Jo’s place? Here’s the listing.
(The Basket Case Greenhouse is closed for the season, in case you are wondering why we have not been shopping there, as well.)
At home, when I went to put the wheelie bin out, there was a deer chomping the fallen apples from the debris pile. I was pleased, because it is a way to give her a treat outside the fence.
I was tired and after I sat, I found it hard to get up and spend time with poor Skooter, stuck in a room for the eighth day in a row. I wanted to blog without a cat walking on the computer, and that meant in the living room. Poor Skooter! We cuddled later on, and I promised him that Friday will be his freedom day. (I want his first encounters as a free cat to be on my day off.)
1995 (age 71):
August 17: Spent the last few evenings getting my fall orders ready. I called Forest Farm and their catalog won’t come out till mid-Sept. I will be ordering some perennials from them.
1998 (age 74):
August 17: NICE AND COOL 72 degrees I had a choice of bringing wood up to the shed or sifting compost. Well, the compost won out. I spent about an hour getting a bolt out of the front board so I could dig the stuff out easier. I think I can finish this job in a couple more hours. I didn’t get up in time to do my morning watering but since it’s cool that’s OK. I watered from 7:00 to 8:15. The strawberry plants have perked up due to the cool weather and the heavy watering last week.