Wednesday, 3 October 2018
One of my Eryngium giganteum (Miss Willmott’s Ghost) is going to bloom. I wish it would have waited till next year.
Miss Willmott jumping the gun
The very big spider had a meal.
I had organized the day around being home to meet some out of town blog readers who were passing through in the afternoon.
Long Beach
We worked some more on straggly Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and other tired plants in the planters.
police station planter
Police Station last week
today
I hope I will be able to get my mitts on the six planters that remain hanging about town, two of them here on the police station, for my compost.
cosmos by the stoplight
santolina ready to be clipped…not today
The planter with wire vine (below) needs to be completely dug out. I might not have enough mulch left in my Soil Energy pile to fill it back up again. This time, ALL the soil must go. Two years ago, we thought we could sift the roots out. Nope.
Muehlenbeckia axillaris up in everthing
When I planted it, I thought it was a cute little house plant that would last one summer.
This is what it wants to do:
before, three years ago: a great splodge of Muehlenbeckia axillaris (wire vine)
Cosmos ‘Cupcake’ in Lewis and Clark Square
Pacific Tree Frog in Lewis and Clark Square planter
Some planters in sheltered spots still have excellent looking Geranium ‘Rozanne’
my favourite planter by Dennis Company
windier planter by Dennis Co parking lot, before
On the way through town to our next job, The Red Barn, we saw one of the Red Barn horses and rider and good dog heading for the beach.
Allan’s photo
Soon Amy and a friend from The Red Barn rode by.
Allan’s photo
We pretty much skipped the Red Barn garden today; rain had taken care of everything.
At the Red Barn
Still no Cosmo the barn cat to be seen on our short garden check up….
Diane’s garden
In Diane’s garden, we managed to get the deadheading done in 45 minutes.
roadside garden, a nerve-wracking deadheading job
a peaceful moment
Allan deadheaded the raised box garden.
The nasturtium is pale yellow ‘Moonlight’, because Diane likes soft colours.
Allan’s photo
Allan’s photo
at home
We got home in time to offload the compost debris and then to spend some time with Debbie and Alan, who stopped by on their way to Cannon Beach. Debbie and her sister Dawn read this blog daily, and are good commenters, which all bloggers much appreciate.
me and Debbie and a bouquet for their room in Cannon Beach
garden touring
We learned that before his career as a scientist, Alan had been a guitarist in a series of Northwest rock bands.
I found online an old photo of a band that predated one called Shiloh.
Debbie and Alan brought us a little birdbath for which Debbie had sought a good home.
(right) at home for now in the cat garden, destined for the fire circle area
Allan’s photo
Dawn sent this beautiful plate, based on the book The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady, a book that I have and love.
The stanza around the edge is part of a long poem by Jean Ingelow.
An empty sky, a world of heather,
Purple of foxglove, yellow of broom;
We two among them wading together,
Shaking out honey, treading perfume.
Crowds of bees are giddy with clover,
Crowds of grasshoppers skip at our feet,
Crowds of larks at their matins hang over,
Thanking the Lord for a life so sweet.
Thank you!
I learned that Dawn was probably the mystery woman who had met our friend, gardener Prissy at The Waves in Cannon Beach after reading about her on this blog!
Alan and Debbie went on their way to a three day vacation. Allan and I got back to work.
We had considered returning to the boatyard. A chilly little wind had suddenly come up, and the shelter of the Shelburne Hotel seemed much more appealing.
The Depot Restaurant
I remembered that we needed to deadhead at the Depot (and water the window boxes).
north side of the dining deck
Coreopsis ‘Flower Tower’
in one of the window boxes
The Shelburne Hotel
Allan checked the pots on the second story decks.
the middle deck
We continued with some fall clean up cutting back and cosmos removal. I made the big decision to remove all but one of the sweet pea tangles.
sweet pea on its way out
Three clumps of peonies in the garden had been planted too deeply sometime in the past. Allan lifted them all and grouped them together.
Allan’s photo
just one left now
looking north
Have I ever mentioned that the front garden is on the east side? So it does not get all day sunshine.
looking south
I dote on this garden.
one more sweet pea clump that can stay for now (lower right)
A huge job awaits Allan this winter: pruning the wisteria. It is so overgrown you could hardly see the flowers. He will have to do the pruning because I get dizzy looking up; I will do the hauling to the trailer. Probably this will happen at the very beginning of next February, except for some clipping back this fall before we go on staycation.
The pub called to us, and so we had an early (for us) dinner at 7:15.
fish and chips
the view from our table
How about that, we had another very good day.
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