Tuesday, 23 August 2016
At last, we had a genuinely easy workday. It began with a trip to the library and a cutting back of the ridiculously huge non-blooming cosmos in one of the city hall planters.
We checked out the construction progress at the boatyard.
We then worked our way from east to west down Howerton Avenue, watering some and weeding all of the curbside gardens.
We finished work and had the late afternoon at home.
In the evening, we met an old friend, Sea Garden Kathleen, at Salt Pub. Eight years ago, we worked on her summer house garden which she is now reviving with the help of Dave and Melissa (Sea Star Gardening).
I carried a bouquet of flowers for Salt Hotel.
It was good to catch up with the Kathleen whom we had not seen for years. You can see photos here of her Ocean Park garden way back when I met her in about 1994, and here you can read a glorious essay she wrote about it.
At home, I tried to explain to Skooter that he can go in and out of the cat door on his own.
He sat with his head against the cat door but would not push it open. Finally I gave up coaxing and raised the flap for him. He is a bit slow on the uptake, our Skooter.
Finally, at two AM, just as thought we were settling in for the night, he figured it out. I was not best pleased at the timing. When I woke at 7 AM, he was on the outside wanting in again but unable to figure out how. I raised the flap to admit him, pleased that he had stayed close. I’ll be much happier when he finally figures out that the cat door works both ways.
1997 (age 73):
August 23: Watered tomato rows. Watered the strawberry rows (and 2 that took a beating yesterday). I put plastic domes over flats in greenhouse and shop. Why didn’t I think to do that as I planted the seeds?