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Wednesday, 6 September 2017

We took the morning off to receive guests Jay and Diane, all the way from Florida!  I’ve been Facebook friends with Jay since he first visited our garden in 2014.  On that occasion, I was smitten with his insightful questions.  For example, he wanted to know who had been my greatest gardening influence.  When I said my grandmother, he asked to know her name “because it is important to say people’s names.”  He was here visiting his Long Beach sister, along with his good friend, Diane.

Jay and Diane arrive

Jay gave Allan and I each a t shirt of this delightful design from a place called Barberville Pioneer Settlement.

We walked out into the garden.

It’s looking rather autumnal.

I took note of what they noticed.


honeysuckle berries

honeysuckle flowers


wild impatiens (touch me not, my small and controlled patch of noxious weeds)

Everyone jumps when the seed pods pop.

an odd dandelion seedhead with a topknot

Diane said the Leycesteria (Himalayan honeysuckle) reminded her of shrimp plant.  She ate a creme brulee tasting berry.

fence decor

We sat around the fire circle for awhile (where we are not having fires lately because of dry conditions).

Diane wanted to visit the willow woods outside the south gate.

the swale between us and the port parking lots

the willow woods (Not many people ask to come this far into the depths of the property)

followed by Skooter and Smokey

We all smelled the fizzy leaves of the Stachys ‘Hidalgo’ (7 Up Plant).

Diane noticed my carniverous sarracenia.

Jay went with Allan to the workshop to look at two autoharps that he is borrowing for the week of his visit.  Diane and I walked around some more, and I noticed what she noticed:

Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’

Helenium ‘Carnival’

Pink phlox (left) and escallonia (right)

this hardy fuchsia

my mom’s red velvet rose

By now, Jay and Allan had repaired to the house to look at more of Allan’s old musical instruments.

a dual player dulcimer that Allan built back in the 1970s.

Jay and Diane left, with Jay carrying two autoharps.  Two more plants were especially noticed:

a white passion flower

and of course, they had to smell the peanut butter leaves of Melianthus major. (Tetrapanax in the foreground.)

Melianthus major

Allan and I waited for a couple of hours before going to water at the port; he was typing away at a boating blog post while I read the ever-disturbing news (hurricanes, Dreamers in jeopardy, fires, flooding).

Had a greenhouse tomato for lunch: Black Krim, very mild.

Then we were off to do a couple of hours of watering and weeding at the port.

hooking our hose up to the hose at Time Enough Books

watering the Time Enough Books curbside garden

the westernmost bed

I am not cutting plants back right now.  More plant life will help keep people from standing in the garden during Slow Drag on Friday (I hope).

west end of Waterfront Way

Foghorns out on the river have been a constant for the last couple of days.

The river is out past the marina, which is entered through a rather narrow channel.

I had intended to do the boatyard garden as well today.  Our working drive was weak.  Allan wanted to get back to typing, and I was not averse to going home and postponing the rest of the work till tomorrow or Friday.

I took another walk around the garden, noticing things.

Everywhere I stepped, Frosty was underfoot, as he had been with our visitors today.

Rudbeckia ‘Cherry Brandy’

a table of ladies in waiting

I managed to get just one plant planted:

Melianthus ‘Purple Haze’ from Xera Plants

back garden…not quite sure, a varieated lonicera maybe?

very autumnal with Darmera peltata and astilbe

I long for a campfire. The fire danger is excessive right now.

Even well watered astilbe is crisping up.

I am giving up on hostas as soon as I find the strength to dig these out!

I couldn’t get a GOOD photo of my favourite bird, the common flicker.

Have been completely lax at deadheading my own cosmos.

fragrant Sinningia tubiflora from Xera Plants.

Salvia patens backed with Roscoea purpurea ‘Spice Island’

Am pleased with this basket I made with ‘Lemon Slice’ calibrachoa, black eyed Susan vine, and Tradescantia ‘Sweet Kate’.

That was an excellent day.








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Friday, 1 September 2017

It was hot, at 79 degrees.  After much sleeping, which seems to be required to recover from the work week, I read news, then picked a bouquet for the Don Nisbett Gallery’s art walk evening.  This time, Our Don is the only one who got a bouquet.  Pickin’s are a little slim for flowers right now.  I urgently need to have a nice rainy day to read the book about cutting gardens that Lorna gave me and try to do better.

Today’s bouquet was orangey.

delivering the flowers (Allan’s photo)

Todd and his son Dawson made a surprise visit to introduce us to the new puppy, Ansel.  Many photos were taken in the cool of the garage.

Todd, Ansel, Dawson (Allan’s photo)

What an interesting tail.  (Allan’s photo)

I caught up on the Tootlepedal blog while waiting for the weather to cool a bit, and then went out in the evening to address the issue of bindweed coming in from the gear shed property next door.

I used to be able to walk home from the market using the south east gate.  The new owners, as is their right, now block the access by the way they stack their crab pots.  So I had not been over there to see how bad the blackberries and bindweed had become in the narrow corridor between the shed and our fence.

Pretty bad!

I am just glad I can work my way along the outside of my fence and clear a bindweed and blackberry free zone.  If I couldn’t get over there, we would be invaded by noxiousness.

working my way down the fence

Their side is invaded by pretty plants from our side.

almost to the end. That’s a stack of tarped crab pots.

turning the southeast corner to our wild bogsy woods outside the fence.

Outer bogsy woods was once solid blackberry. Will be again if I don’t clear it once a year.  That is a fall project usually.

Looking through the fence, I contemplated the lost south east corner of our fenced garden.  Do I want to make it part of the garden?  I’ve been sort of holding it for someday when I might not be able to haul and will need it for a debris area.  If I removed that salmonberry in the middle of the picture below, that area would become visible and workable.  Last year, I almost did so in late summer.  Then I heard buzzing and became afraid of possible wasp nests in the ground.

southeast corner from outside. I did not plant the orange montbretia!

looking back at the east fence line that I had hacked my way through.

the before and after

after, bigger

more bindweed, before pulling. The solid fence belongs to our neighbours of Starvation Alley Cranberry Farm and is made of old cranberry boxes.

I was relieved that I had found the energy to address this bindweed problem before it gets worse.

Skooter in the gear shed yard.

Allan had mowed the lawn in the afternoon and then watered the Ilwaco Community Building.

Deer are repeatedly munching the redtwig dogwood.

Saturday, 2 September 2017

Again, it was hot and windy.  A dire warning re wildfire smoke had not materialized and yet…the heat!  After a solid eight hours of sleep (which for me means sleeping till 11) and the usual morning news reading, I tried to finish my book, Maggie Bright, a novel about Dunkirk.  Not being able (or willing) to garden made it impossible to concentrate.

I do have a passage to share, of a soldier’s dream for the future while he is spending the night in an abandoned house while trying to get to Dunkirk.

Finally, at 3-ish, I went out and accomplished a few things.

Re-hung my MaryBeth heart after Allan had replaced a broken wire.

Frosty flips and flops in front of me, tangling himself in my feet.

Calvin in his favourite spot.

My main mission was to clip a front garden area where the wind had caused tall veronicastrum to flop.  Usually it stays handsomely upright.



Ann Lovejoy is so right that charcoal grey sets off plants beautifully.

hops on a charcoal grey pit of fence

I managed to pull more bindweed and clip down a big patch of daises, even though the heat did not make the tasks fun or even mildly pleasant.

Although I did not figure out where to put my two new matching black urns, I had three good ideas.  1: I WILL remove that big salmonberry, with Allan’s help, and open up the southeast corner to the garden.  2: Behind a big alder by the southeast gate would be an excellent spot for our firewood pile.  Right now there is a sad wild fuchsia there that never gets a drop from a sprinkler because of the tree’s huge trunk.  (Our state governor has declared a state of wildfire emergency for every county, so until we have some rain it feels irresponsible to have a campfire and burn our existing untidy wood pile.)  3.  I have new names for the garden paths!

Skooter would like a campfire.

tail backlit by sun

The east side of the garden has a big volunteer willow:

So does the west side.

So I’m going to call the path down the east and west side Willows Loop.  East Willows Loop and West Willows Loop.  Better than trying to remember more complicated names.  And then we have the Bogsy Woods Loop at the south end, and Rozanne Loop going around the center bed.  It’s downright loopy.

This satellite view from 2012, when the garden was a year and a half old, shows the loopy paths (and our ugly manufactured home roof).

My accomplishments were few compared to what I wanted to get done.

Over the course of two days off, I ran every possible sprinkler.

Allan’s photo

orange wildfire moon (Allan’s photo)

Tomorrow, we drive into even more heat to visit a garden two hours inland.

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Friday, 25 August 2017

I felt more like sleeping, followed by blogging, rather than weeding and planting.  My first excuse was that the weather was in the mid 70s.

Smokey helped with blogging…

…which immediately exhausted him.

I felt guilty about not gardening till Allan told me I was resting my foot.  He watered the post office garden, for which we had run out of time last night, and saw this:

Grasshopper says it’s late summer.

In the late afternoon, our friend and former client Lorna arrived for a planned visit with her son, daughter in law, and grandchildren.  Lorna used to own Andersen’s RV park and now lives in Seattle.

Ellie heading straight to the bogsy woods to see if the fairy doors were still there.

Lorna’s observant son commented on the ‘Seashells’ cosmos….

and the pink turtleheads.

Lorna noticed the bright hips on Rosa moyesii.

entering the bogsy woods (Allan’s photo)

When we got to the bogsy woods bridge, Lorna’s son asked if the river was right past the willows.  I told him that was a most insightful question because it used to be riverbank before the port was built two blocks out on fill in the 50s.  He said it feels like the river should be there.  I liked that.  (If the river were right there, I’d have a view point clipped out through the willows.)

Ellie revisiting the fairy doors, which she had last seen in 2012.

The children loved the Impatiens balsamina, a noxious but delightful weed whose seeds pop with vigor.  I grow a tiny patch of it in the middle of the garden for the amusement of visitors (and I don’t let it escape).

Grown ups like it, too.

it was noted that the cup tree has a resident (one snail)

The dogwood propellors were a hit. My hand was unsteady.

Before they left, they had to smell the 7 Up Plant (Stachys ‘Hidalgo) and the peanut butter plant (Melianthus major).  Lorna told me later that when they left for home on Sunday, Josh exlaimed, “I want to see the peanut butter plant!”

After this excellent visit, it was time to go to

The Cove Restaurant

for our North Beach Garden Gang dinner with Dave and Melissa.

a painted rock found outside

Flowers in the foyer were provided by Todd, including some glads from corms I had given him.

Ed Strange and Todd joined us for dinner.  Todd brought zucchinis for all; his dad has now grown and given away 950 zukes (a specially nice one with a thin, tender peel) this summer so far, from 54 plants.

delicious dinner salad


Ed puts off an incoming phone call.

Saturday, 26 September 2017

After much sleep, followed by news reading, I felt we should go to the Saturday market, as I had taken no August photos of it for the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page—partly because we’d had events on at least one Saturday and partly because of my sore foot.  Today was my last chance for August market photos.   We procrastinated till almost three because the weather was in the upper 70s.

I thought the gardens looked good as we approached.

looking west on Howerton Avenue

This dog did not like hats!

Once I removed my hat, he was a happy, friendly dog.

Port Office garden

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

mushroom (toadstool?) solar lights at Suzy Q’s Magical Glass

Salt Hotel and Pub and OleBob’s Café

tiny birdhouse ornaments from Wood Turnings

hot and windy


Allan bought some peaches.

Allan’s photo

These are marshmallow guns. (Allan’s photo)  I am mystified as to how they work.

At home again, I did the tiniest bit of gardening by weeding some planters and adding worm castings to the top of the soil.

Frosty helping

Devery arrived home.  I gave her some zukes and a cuke (and a pepper) and she gave us half of a blackberry pie that she had made from blackberries growing against the next door garage.

Devery’s home made pie

Of course, I then had to go next door to see Royal.

Royal seemed happy to see me.

Devery’s begonias

Frosty, who had followed me over, was eager to make friends with Royal.  Both Frosty and his brother Smokey grew up with dogs and quite like nice ones.


We heard voices out front, and there were the J’s, with new puppy Julius Caesar.

Jay, Julius, and Junior (who also got petted)

In the background, you can see that Allan has loaded his boat in preparation for boating tomorrow.

I did manage to run four of the sprinklers in the evening.

Skooter demands a toll of petting as I go to turn on the faucet.

Allan went out to work for two hours.

pruning at CoHo Charters (before)


And watering at the Ilwaco Community Building, which can only be done when it is closed.  Someone repaired the concrete that was broken last week.

Sunday, 27 August 2017

Not only was the weather 79 hot degrees, but I had an almost overdue book which I needed to finish.

This certainly spoke to me, as my Social Security will be less than that:

at a campaign rally

I didn’t have much left to read in that excellent book and could not resist reading another one, a gift from Allan that was as much photos as text, The Making of Dunkirk (the recent film).

This inspired some reading of articles online.  I think this short video is especially good and moving.

I did finally go out and managed to plant all of four plants.

In the background is my bright new Thuja ‘Forever Goldie’ from Westport Winery nursery.

And a ‘Full Moon’ Japanese maple from Westport Winery, probably not in enough sun…but in the place where I can see it from the front window.

The wind had knocked tall plants askew in the front garden.

Veronicastrum now sideways.

cardoon at eye level instead of towering overhead

Skooter avoiding the sun

Somehow the many garden projects I intended to do today, like moving a big tatty daylily to make room for more new plants and saving some poppy seeds into a bucket did not happen.  When I walked back to the bogsy woods to arrange a sprinkler, half an hour before sunset, I noticed sheets of bindweed on the east fence by the neighboring gear shed.  I definitely would have addressed THAT problem if I had seen it earlier in the weekend.  Now it will have to wait four more days.

Pam Fleming, Seaside gardener, sent this photo of a charming bouquet picked by flower expert Prissy:

photo by Pam Fleming

Tomorrow: Allan’s Sunday boating



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Monday, 21 August 2017

Despite all local naysayers believing we would have fog and clouds, we had a gorgeous sunny morning in Ilwaco.  I did not know what to expect from a 97% eclipse, which I think it the percentage that we got.  Further south in Oregon, a total eclipse was had.

The moon was already just crossing the sun when we went out into the back yard with our one pair of eclipse glasses.

Meanwhile, our friends who were better prepared posted a selfie:

Don Nisbett, Jenna, and their son Joe.


Maddy, Mike, Jacob, Lynn, of Pink Poppy Bakery and Pink Poppy Farm

intense and strange sunlight at 9:51 AM

The light seemed extra golden.

What I did not know about solar eclipse glasses: All you can see (without a total eclipse, I suppose) is a big glare without them.  (Not that I looked for more than a split second!)  But when you put them on….WOWZER!  You can see the moon moving over the sun.  Devery was out watering her flowers and we lent her our one pair of special specs.  She, too, was astounded, and we had an impromptu viewing party on our patio.

Devery marveling at the view

10 AM, intense light, and fog rolling in over the hill in the distance

We heard later that a fog rolled into Long Beach as the sunlight decreased.  As we watched, the temperature felt like it dropped ten degrees within moments.

10 AM: emerald green by the bogsy woods

10: 08


That is as twilight-y as we got here.  And yet, using the eclipse glasses as a lens filter, Allan got photos showing how the eclipse was almost complete.  Just shows you how powerful our sun is that it did not get dark here.

Allan’s photo

Dvery taking a photo with her phone (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photos

Frosty (Allan’s photo); We had read a number of vet opinions that no, our cats would not stare at the sun.

We truly were all three of us amazed. (Allan’s photo)

Susie posted a photo of the twilight effect at the Boreas Inn.

photo by Susie Goldsmith

The light seemed extra beautiful as the sunlight returned.

I kind of wished we had gone a couple of hours south to see the total effect, especially when I saw the photos from our friend Ann, the Amateur Bot-ann-ist, who had joined other gardeners to view the eclipse at Sebright Nursery.

photos by Ann Amato-Zorich

I’d say “Next time!” except….I won’t be alive for the next time this happens on the west coast.  However….I do have a friend who is moving to Mexico, and in 2024….Hmmm.

You can view more photos of the eclipse as viewed from Oregon, here.

A few years ago, when Seattle Carol and I were dining at the Sylvia Beach Hotel, our tablemates were a couple who had met in late middle age after having been single up till then.  Both were retired teachers and their passion was eclipse chasing.  They traveled the world and had seen solar eclipses in many countries, including China.  Later I noted to Carol that they were the sort of people who did not ask any questions at all about their dining companions; the conversation was all about them.  Carol said she did not mind because their stories were more interesting than ours and I had to admit she was right.

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I never got up much steam for gardening this weekend, despite big intentions of weeding and getting many new ladies in waiting planted.

Friday, 18 August 2017 

Before we woke up, Todd had dropped off some thin skinned special kind of zucchini from his family vegetable garden.

delicate zukes…we shared with our neighbour Devery.

I lost myself for hours in blogging about the glorious Markham Farm garden.  Many ideas are percolating from that, not the least being thinking about how to make a narrow cross path through my two hugest garden beds.  Reliving the visit delighted me.

Smokey did some copy editing.

In the evening, we had our North Beach Garden Gang meeting at the Cove Restaurant.  Mel, Dave, Allan and I were joined by Susie and Bill from the Boreas Inn, former clients of Tangly Cottage and now clients of Sea Star Gardening.

Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ in the Cove entry garden (Allan’s photo)

Dave showed Allan something interesting: a set of speakers he had made for his iPhone so that he can listen to music at work.

Dave’s innovation

delicious Thai street prawns

Allan’s big dinner salad

steamer clams (Allan’s photo)

Saturday, 19 August 2017

Allan went boating; I had a lazy day of reading and blogging about the Markham Farm beach, along with a social visit and pineapple cake with Our Kathleen.

I did look at my ladies in waiting…

…and managed to put one Xera Plants agastache and a eucomis from Westport Winery into pots.  The plants on the blue chair are from Westport Winery; the others are from Xera via Pam Fleming’s trip there, and a third batch, not shown, are from Basket Case Greenhouse.

I tell myself it is better to wait for planting until mid September anyway, except for plants in very small pots.

Each day does include watering all containers and greenhouse plants.

Here are some ‘Pink Marshmallow’ fuchsias in a hanging basket.

After considerable foot pain on our Thursday workday, I could also use the excuse of resting my foot, which was appreciating the down time very much.  A 25 mph wind gusting outside all day Saturday added to my contentment with non gardening.

I was rewarded for some slight tidying of the house by finding a button to wear on my hat.


I’d forgotten about having this button.

Sunday, 20 August 2017

The 25 mph wind gusts continued, as did my lethargy.

Skooter also chose to stay out of the wind for most of the day, on a perch outside the cat door.

Today, I caught up on two favourite blogs, the Tootlepedal blog and The Miserable Gardener.

me, Smokey, and Mr Tootlepedal’s blog

One advantage of waiting to read two weeks at a time is that I can enjoy the many interesting and amusing comments, as well.

Quite late in the afternoon, I made myself go out and do some deadheading.  In the case of some shasta daisies, that meant cutting the stems to the ground because I think that will have as much chance of new flowers later as cutting down to random new buds.



While proceeding to weed, I started the process of running six of the oscillating sprinklers for half an hour each.  Weeding proved immediately enjoyable, making me wonder why I’d waited to the end of my last day off to begin.

Skooter demanding attention…

berries on Lonicera nitida by the east fence

tiny low Persicaria affinis ‘Dimity’

Skooter chillaxing

Calvin’s favourite outdoor sleep spot.

Clematis durandii


Rozanne river

cat bench

my unidentified perennial sunflower

a late blooming sanguisorba with pink feathers (backed with oregano)

tall lilies are done…

makes me sad….

Persicaria ‘Firetail’

Chelone obliqua (pink turtlehead)

I got this many weeds….

and contemplated my desire to dig out this flopsy Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ that missed getting cut back in late spring…

Compare to one next to it that did get clipped.

I lamented how I have not chopped or turned my compost bins.

Nor have I clipped the dead twig ends off of assorted shrubs, including this Leycesteria ‘Golden Lanterns’.

Instead of doing any of those things, I visited with Devery, giving her a spicy bell pepper from the greenhouse…

We’ve been watching for it to turn red.

…and going next door to visit with her new dog, Royal.

my new friend and neighbour

Meanwhile, Allan mowed the pocket lawn at the J’s.

My grandma would make jelly from these quinces at the J’s.

He watered at the Ilwaco Community Building….

…and found a mysteriously broken piece of concrete.

And he drove up to the Boreas Inn to acquire one pair of eclipse glasses.  I had been ineffectively pestering all week about how we needed some, instead of just walking over to the local museum myself while there were still some on offer.  Everyone on the peninsula had sold out of them by the time I got serious about it.  Susie came to the rescue, as she had bought several pair for guests.

at the Boreas: Susie’s black dahlia

and the bouquet I sent to her (Susie’s photo)

Tomorrow begins with the partial solar eclipse and then a great big four day work week.  I hope to muster up more at-home gardening energy next weekend.

Because this blog is now about two weeks behind Real Time, I am adding a relatively brief solar eclipse post as a bonus tonight.






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Saturday, 5 August 2017

Today Allan went boating to a different part of Long Island.  Just before he left, he found Jenna (Queen LaDeDa) picking her wild woman costume accessory plants in the garden.


As planned, Mary, Denny, and Bella (from Klipsan Beach Cottages) came over after they had walked through the Saturday market.  Bella came right up onto the porch wagging her tail like, “Oh, YOU live HERE!”


Skooter was not sure what to think about a big white dog.


Going to the market had been thirsty work.


Bella enjoyed touring the garden as much as her two human guardians did.


Denny strolling


Bella strolling



Just as I stood at the front gate waving goodbye to my first guests, a car slowed down and a woman called out, “Are you Skyler?”  When I said yes, she said she reads this blog, so I invited her and her spouse in.  They are from up north and are friends with Debbie W who often comments herein.

Molly gave me a particularly nice compliment when she told me that they’d been to France with Debbie and her spouse, and Molly had been unwell and missed the day that they toured Monet’s garden.  I said how sad that was and she said “That’s ok, now I’ve seen this one.”  We talked about how Monet’s garden probably does not have nasturtiums sprawling all over the path’s as in this postcard that I have on my wall, because it would make for unsure tour garden footing.


Molly and Stan

Molly and Stan proved to be observant garden tourers.  They noticed the little table (above) which has been quite a hit with folks lately.


They noticed this golden shrub, whose name I had forgotten:


It’s Cistus x hybridus ‘Mickie’

Molly noticed my faux flint top wall.


a shout out to my visit to Yorkshire

And the quotation by the cat ramp:


And this set of planted pipes.


I appreciate folks who notice things so closely.



Mollie and Stan at the front gate

Shortly after they left, the sun came out and the day turned hot.  Our Kathleen was next to visit.  We did make the obligatory garden walk to see the lilies.


accompanied by Frosty


We then sat in the cooler comfort of the house and had a good long visit.

Allan arrived back from his boating trip.  After Kathleen left, I started blogging and then heard a hallooooo.  Here came Jenna to show us her wonderful wild woman costume featuring plants from our garden.




Allan’s photo



with a statuesque verbascum

Later, she sent me her photos from the event.


Jenna’s photo

In the evening, Allan started a campfire.  I finished writing the blog post and then walked out in the dusk to join him.

I’ve read that blue is the most visible colour at dusk.  It glows.








sausage roasting for dinner


the air scented with lilies and Nicotiana ‘Fragrant Cloud’


Allan’s photo


full hazy moon


Allan’s photo

When I walked back to the house at ten o clock, white clover flowers in the lawn sparkled in the moonlight.

Sunday, 6 August 2017

While watering the greenhouse tomatoes, I found a Pacific tree frog in the watering can.  “Oh, it can’t get out!” thought I, and then the frog leaped into the long spout, out the end of the spout, and onto the wall.



Allan’s photo in the front garden

I took the grey day opportunity to take some non shadowy lily photos.





Frosty flopping in front of me.


Agapanthus ‘Xera’s Cobalt’


a popular drinking spot


Fuchsia ‘Pink Marshmallow’


I’m trying to show how my passionflower vine grabbed and deadheaded a nicotiana flower.


acanthus and elephant garlic


More traffic hazarding by Frosty



Fuchsia ‘Chang’


Fuchsia ‘Chang’ and Hypericum berries


My namesake, Rosa ‘Night Owl’



pink lilies, with snails


Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ (and lilies)


Lily Conca D’Or

In the evening, we took J9 out for a very belated birthday dinner at …

The Depot Restaurant.


our garden at The Depot


Allan’s photo


As we waited for our table, another woman waiting told us that she reads our blog.  Check out travel writer Elizabeth Rose’s recent article about Oysterville at Wander With Wonder.

Like Chess and Mani at one of my top two favourite blogs, The Miserable Gardener, Liz’s dog also writes a blog at Cinnamon’s Blog.

J9, Allan and I lingered over our meal till closing time.


two out of three scallops with spicy mango sauce (Allan’s photo)


the very best clam chowder in the world (Allan’s photo)


This summertime Asian salad is delicious if you love cilantro, which I do.


clams bucatina for J9


Steak Killian, with a green onion sauce and wonderful potatoes.

Tomorrow: a boating trip back to Long Island

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Friday, 4 August 2017

Before work, Jenna (Queen LaDeDa) came over to find out what plant cuttings she could have for a Jake the Alligator Man event costume: a “wild woman”.  While I did not have anything to make a mossy head dress with, we found all sorts of ideas while walking through the garden.  She will come tomorrow morning, probably before we wake, to acquire the materials, because it is too early to cut them now.


Jenna and I on the hunt for plant costume ideas.

After she departed, I started to pick four bouquets for my favourite Art Night participants.  I ran out of steam after two bouquets.

Port of Ilwaco

I delivered a bouquet to Don Nisbett’s Art Gallery.  (He is Jenna’s spouse.)


And to Salt Hotel.


Allan watered the Time Enough Books curbside garden and did some other garden tidying in the area.



We finished weeding the south end of the boatyard garden.


battling the scrimmy little horsetail


I pictured lots of people parading along here between a downtown gallery and the port this evening.

From a distance, Allan thought the name of this incoming boat was “Sleepwear”.


Allan’s photo

Allan liked the idea shown below, of a rope tied to the hose on the boatyard faucet that people use to power wash their boats.  It keeps the faucet from being yanked by the hose, he says.


While we had been near Time Enough Books, I’d seen shop owner Karla.   She said she would be at the museum this evening for their exhibit opening and so I thought I might just give a third bouquet to the museum.  We took a break to go home and make one more bouquet.



Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum



On the way to Long Beach, we stopped by the cannabis emporium to get me a product that the Freedom Market does not have in stock.


Mr Doobie’s in Seaview

I’ve been taking a tincture called Ethos 2:1, mostly CBD, on the recommendation of a friend.  As promised, it does not get me high but what I think it has done is almost eliminate my back spasms.  I doubt it’s a placebo effect because I combine all new medications with a big dose of skepticism.

We acquired these photos, two blocks from the pot shop, of a garden I enjoy in passing.


peeking over the fence



Across the street from that garden, I asked Allan to photograph the deck railing that I quite like.  The garden is good, too.  We had a communication breakdown over getting a photo that included the garden on the corner of the property.  Maybe next week.


Long Beach

Allan thought a drive-through coffee would be helpful for the day.


Horses had been through the drive through before us!


at the drive through window

I thought all we had to do in Long Beach was to give the planter at the end of Sid Snyder Drive some water (done!) and then dump yesterday’s debris.  On the way to city works, we found one more thing to do.


Minnie Culbertson Park, before



I had seen an ad in the local paper about a wee dahlia “farm” in the town. (I left off the line with the phone number:)


Of course, we had to have a look.


gardener Dale picking a bouquet for a visitor

He said there will be lots more dahlias starting next week.  He was also offering lots of little plants for sale in cute little containers:




My grandma would have loved the wooden shoe.



Allan’s photo

Dale’s pond had sprung a leak.  You can see it will be good-looking when re-filled.


Basket Case Greenhouse

We needed soil and plants for an Ilwaco planter.


new shade cloth entryway


Allan’s photo

Buddy wanted to get in our van and Allan handed him to me.


Roxanne and I joked that I was taking him home.


I gave this little darling back most reluctantly.


Klipsan Beach Cottages

We’d postponed our weekly cleanup of KBC because of Wednesday’s heat.  I clipped a whole lot of brown lady’s mantle out of the driveway garden and have no photos to show for that.  After working, we took photos for the KBC Facebook page (which I administrate).

The sky was still grey with a smoke haze from the fires in Canada.


lawn border


in the fenced garden




I cannot ID this special plant, a gift from Mary’s plantsman brother, with golden yew.


Veronicastrum and Nicotiana ‘Fragrant Cloud’ (kind of a fail photographing white, as usual)


Dierama (Angel’s Fishing Rod)


birdbath view


Allan’s photo


the pond island


I see they bought those string lights that were “shiny objects” to me last time we went to Costco.  If I see them for sale again, I will not resist. Or maybe I will resist because we don’t have effective outdoor outlets.  Oh well!

The Anchorage Cottages

On the way south, we made the briefest stop at the Anchorage.  Since we had been there Monday this week, I felt we should do a second quick deadheading.

I am quite worked up about how this dierema is darker than any of my others.


This thrills me.  I wonder if it would come true from seeds.


in the office courtyard (Allan’s photo)


When it was built, partly by moving WWII cottages from Cape Disappointment, the Anchorage was Ocean Front. Now, because of beach accretion, it is about a half mile from the beach.  A path leads through piney woods to the shore.


Astilbe and Fuchsia ‘Pat’s Dream’

As I had begun to deadhead, I’d asked Allan to photograph an adorable caravan in the car lot at the corner.


such a cute face


I smile in response.


Would make a great guest house.


We drove past the boatyard garden to see the crowds of strolling art walk patrons that I had imagined…and saw no one at all till we drove past the galleries along the port.

We had every intention of immediately finishing the day by planting up the Ilwaco planter that got dug out, due to poor drainage, last weekend.  That is, until I looked at my Ilwaco Facebook feed on my phone to see if there were some last minute Art Walk posts that I could share to Discover Ilwaco.


I saw this photo from the museum!

The exhibit opening was on a topic that interests us.  We had planned to see it later in the month because of a reluctance for peopling (me) and simply wanting to get the work day done.  But the snacks called to us and soon we were there.


Join the Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum as we explore the history of “Derbyville” and the early years of salmon derbies, recreational fishing, and the emergence of the charter-boat fishing industry on the Long Beach Peninsula. This exhibit will be on view August 4 – October 7, 2017.


the big room (The plates were about to get replenished)


Allan’s photo.  Someone at the museum said “No one’s ever brought us flowers before.”  That gives me a new bouquet target.


center: Dan and his wife had just toured our garden today (by invitation).  (Allan’s photo)

We did not have time to thoroughly peruse the exhibit.  I can see it is one that I will very much enjoy.


I like this sort of display.



This history goes back to when our garden was riverfront property, before the port was built out on fill.

Information about the mayor, for whom our street of curbside gardens at the Port if named:


We had to get back to work and plant the planter by the fire station.


Allan made the small hole, added this week by the city crew, bigger.


new plants getting firmed up


red for the fire station, including Salvia ‘Hot Lips’ (Allan’s photo)


Allan’s photo

At home, our neighbor Mary from two doors down brought us some freshly caught salmon and, of course, I dragged her back to see the towering, fragrant lilies.



Skooter indicated that he would like to have a campfire some evening soon.

Now for two days off, with some more lily guests invited.

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