Saturday, 1 April 2017
I had had every intention of going to the Klipsan Beach Cottages garden today. The cold wet weather changed my mind.
With Skooter having to stay indoors for ten days with his dog-bitten foot, and with the day being poor, I thought I would keep ALL four cats indoors so that he would not feel singled out.
I put down some catnip as a distraction.
The distraction did not last long.
I wish I could explain to them why the door has to be blocked.
Before I finished my book, the weather cleared and we decided to do some work at the port gardens. Skooter had made the mistake of going into the back bathroom, so we shut him in so the other three cats could go outdoors for a couple of hours. They lost no time in getting out into their garden.
Port of Ilwaco
I ask Allan to weed the middle of all the river rock beds because it kills my knee to walk on round rocks.
We hear that the Port Bistro building is going to be a coffee shop and bakery, although not after several months or even a year of remodeling.
I counted at least 30 stems of stolen narcissi along the half of the port gardens we got done today, and it made me mad.
My favourite little garden would look better if it had more narcissi…which it WOULD if it were not for the picking.
Someday, perhaps, I will have enough planted to make a good show even with flower jackers hitting the gardens on a regular basis.
The day before, on a drive by garden assesment, a patch of shotweed had caught my eye and inspired an urgent need to weed.
We paused on the way home for Allan to photograph the garden bed at the west end.
We had forgotten to bring our clumps of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’. After dropping me at home, Allan went back to plant them in an empty spot by the Loading Dock Village building.
I had been so focused on weeds (and flower jacking) that I had not even noticed that the columnar pear trees are in bloom. Allan noticed on his sedum planting excursion:
Back at home, with all the cats indoors, we blocked the cat doors again.
Skooter was happy enough for part of the evening…
But when he woke up, Skooter started pouncing on the other cats, leading to lots of yowling and unhappiness and to another session sequestered in the bathroom. (I realized later that we should have gotten out the feather stick toy to burn off some of his pent up energy.)
Nine more days till he can go out…