Wednesday, 26 April 2017
We were surprised when midmorning brought some pleasant, sunny weather.

kitchen window sunshine

back garden

obscure tulips next to giant rhubarb

some pink spikes of persicaria bistorta to add to the bouquet

corydalis and pulmonaria

Steve and John will feel my pain at this mass of native meianthemum.

bouquet in progress

I added some blue scilla (a pest, but I like it here).

The scilla matches the ones across the driveway.
My first plan was to do a rough weeding of the boatyard garden in preparation for the season’s first Saturday Market. We were barely on the way before I decided that mulching the trees could take priority (and be more fun). We were soon on the road to Peninsula Landscape Supply, with a couple of stops on the way.

fragrant mock orange by Salt Hotel

Salt Hotel courtyard
Basket Case Greenhouse
On the way, we picked up a few plants at the Basket Case.

someone else’s baskets

Roxanne and Darrell helping a customer load

an awesome neon sign that someone had in their Astoria basement, recently acquired.

a bit early to buy cosmos so they will stay in my little greenhouse at night for a couple of weeks, maybe
Peninsula Landscape Supply

Soil Energy, one yard (Allan’s photo)

enticing items

wow…I should have tried to rescue the leftover narcissi along the roadside!

Corner garden was not touched.
Ilwaco
A stop at home to offload plants:

Frosty (Allan’s photo)

the boatyard

at work


before

after
“In what sociologists call our “imaginative geography” of cities, there’s a border that separates clean, orderly civilization and wild, uncontrolled nature. “That doesn’t mean there’s no nature, but ideally, the city is the place where we invite nature in in ways that we control. We cut out little squares in the concrete, and that’s where the trees belong. We don’t like it when grass and weeds begin to grow through cracks in the sidewalks, because that’s nature breaking out of those boundaries that we want to keep it in.”
On the curbsides in Ilwaco:
It’s not our job to clean the curbsides, and I actually like to see weeds growing there.
The columnar pear foliage is the worse for wind wear:
A cold wind came up and then we had this, making the mulching of the last tree rather miserable:

back home for dry clothes

Mike’s garden
A few blocks to our east, we mulched Mayor Mike’s garden.

sitting out a squall, I noticed the pampas grass fronds were done.

Allan fixed it after the squall

I noticed the gold boxleaf honeysuckle was shaggy!

quickly made it rounder, the way Mike likes it.


this one, too

We were tired, but thought we could manage one hour of weeding at
The Port of Ilwaco Boatyard.
The garden is very horsetaily. The big perfect weeding needs doing next week before the annual children’s parade, and yet we need to do something to make the garden look better before this Saturday’s market.
I thought we’d get this section done:

before

before

mystery: why is this Stipa gigantea and a few things around it dead?

horrible horsetail where we left off

with this far to go (but not as much horsetail grows south of the gate)
Brace yourself for this last photo, by Allan. I have not had time at home to apply Sluggo as much as I should, a problem that happens every year around this time.

two things erased today!