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Sunday, 11 June 2017 in Astoria, Oregon

The second annual Pride parade, led by the Astoria trolley, started under the bridge and proceeded along the River Walk to a field a few blocks east of the Maritime Museum. We joined it just west of downtown. 

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Grand Marshall Darcelle, all the way from Portland!


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Darcelle her ownself


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Astoria’s mayor, Arline LaMear (center)

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Allan photographing

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Ilwaco friends Annie and Todd

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Stickers being handed out

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Shanghaied Roller Dolls

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I had heard the marching band coming and it sounded excellent.  And then I saw it our town’s high school marching band and almost wept from joy. How wonderfully times have changed since I first moved to the Long Beach Peninsula (across the river from Astoria)  25 years ago!

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I wish I’d worn my North Beach Garden Gang hoodie or that I had a Tangly Cottage Gardening hoodie!

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The Finnish Lesbians’ fishing nets

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MCs Poison Waters and Dida Deangeles


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Ilwaco High School Marching Band performs for the MCs

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Buoy Beer was a sponsor and the center point of the parade with the MC stand.

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Maddy from Pink Poppy Bakery, left, dressed as a strawberry (she’s pregnant!) and, left, our neighbours Jared and Jessika of Starvation Alley Cranberry Farm.


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Pink Poppy Maddy

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walking by Columbia Pacific Maritime Museum

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mural by Wet Dog Café

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approaching the rally grounds at 21st Street:

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One of our friends took a photo with Allan included.

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Darcelle and company leaving the trolley

at the rally:

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Grand Marshall Darcelle is 87!

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Poison Waters

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longtime partners Darcelle and Roxy


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Astoria’s mayor, Arline LaMear

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The pastor of a local church closed with a most beautiful song, How Could Anyone by Libby Roderick,  and the audience sang along.  You can read more about the song here.

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Reverend Kit Ketchum from the Pacific Unitarian Universalist Church, Astoria.

How could anyone ever tell you
You were anything less than beautiful
How could anyone ever tell you
You were less than whole
How could anyone fail to notice
That your loving is a miracle
How deeply you’re connected to my Soul…

Before the song, she recited her Pride Litany, with which I’ll close this photo essay:

PRIDE LITANY
Rev. Kit Ketcham
For Astoria (OR) Pride 2017
(okay to use with attribution)

With gratitude for the freedom to be our true authentic selves,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With the courage that comes from experiencing and challenging fear,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With the knowledge that a sense of community banishes isolation and loneliness,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With the joy that comes from connection with one another,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With the achievement of equality received after long struggles and yet looking ahead to the justice still withheld,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With the dignity gained from finding deep self-respect,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With the safety found in creating an accepting community,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With appreciation for leaders and friends who understand and who stand up against injustice,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With sorrow for those who could not be here with us today and in honor of those who died of AIDs or who gave their lives for our cause,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With strength and encouragement for our young people growing up and grief for those whose pain was unbearable and who left us too soon,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride
With the rainbow flag flying high, a sense of beloved community created, and the joy that comes from making new connections,
may we always live the Spirit of Pride.

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Saturday, 10 June 2017

At last, after skipping several weeks, I did walk two blocks (with the motivation of finding a couple of tomato plants) to

Ilwaco Saturday Market

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Northwest Natural made a waterfall of their concrete leaves.

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asparagus from De Asis Farm


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all shopped out


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the cutest booth

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Our port office garden (and Basket Case Greenhouse baskets)


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The Wood Elf


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tomatoes!

I did get three more tomatoes and walked home in pouring rain, which made me happy because it means less watering.

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At home, because of the rain, I took the time for the book I had been wanting to read in one sitting.  It is the story of the author’s mum and dad’s  life in England from about 1930 to 1970.

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Oh, how wonderful it was, and thanks so much to my “imaginary” (online) friend Lynn for recommending it to me.  She got to see an advance showing of the film made from the book, which will be released in the USA next October.  As she said, “There’s gardening!”

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Installing an Anderson shelter in the garden.  I just love that they say “antirrhinums” for snapdragons.

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the terror of WWII bombing, laying down flat in a cabbage field


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the garden

For beautiful illustrations, not deliberately off angle snaps, I do advise you to get the book.  Oh how I cried at the end.  I am counting the months till the film.

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in love with this book

And then I went out to plant my tomatoes and pepper plants for the greenhouse and got them all done, just in time to go to a book reading at

Time Enough Books

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our bouquet for the event


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author Kathleen Alcalá

We were the only ones who showed up!  That made me sad; however, after the reading we had a good long conversation about the world’s problems (which we did not solve) with bookstore owner Karla and the author and her spouse, and bought a copy of the book.  (I’m halfway through a library copy.  If it were winter, I’d have read it in two days.)

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Karla and the author and her spouse

There was one thing I did not like about the book so far: One short passage in which the author says she does not like to see “overweight people buying pallets of food at Costco.”  I took the opportunity to recommend that she read Body of Truth by Harriet Brown without chastising her for her “People of Walmart” judgement.  I had written the title down for her.  She seemed open to reading it.

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At 7:30 PM, the light outside was gorgeous.

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looking west, Time Enough Books garden


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poppy and penstemon


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looking east


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coming home


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evening light


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greenhouse: messy but tomatoes are in!

Sunday, 11 June 2017

The main feature of today was the glorious Astoria Pride Parade.  That will be tomorrow’s post because it deserves to stand alone.  Meanwhile, here are some photos taken while we were in Astoria.

As we parked, we saw this shopkeeper decorating.

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Allan’s photo

Some of the curbside gardens on Marine Drive:

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the best one…


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by Jessica Schlief


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O Jessica, what is this?


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Jessica’s garden


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poppies and cerinthe

The other curbside gardens could not compare to Jessica’s floriferous display…

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with salal


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and just plain weeds

We joined the parade.  A few non parade photos as we walked along the Riverwalk.

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trolley stop

I don’t want to add this old age story to the parade post:  During the parade, Allan was on his own taking photos.  After falling back to the end to get photos of the entire procession, I could not keep up with the parade and with five blocks to go till the rally, I was way behind.

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The end of the parade is now the people far far in the distance walking away from me.


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the pleasant view with freight ships lined up waiting for the tide

My slowness was rewarded because as I approached the rally, Darcelle was just getting off the trolley, and, in fact, I got a hug from her. (I’ve seen the grand Darcelle show a couple of times when it has come to Long Beach.)

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The famous Darcelle, left, longtime performer from Portland, Oregon

After the rally, we walked back to town.  Very very slowly.

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Allan’s photo


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Allan’s photo of the tour boat that goes all the way upriver


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Allan’s photo

A young man told me I could have taken the trolley.  But it has a big step to the ground and even with the step box that they provide, it is very tough with knee problems.  Easier to walk.  Although I did wonder if I would make it and I reminisced poignantly about how, not so many years ago, Seattle Carol would spend the day in Astoria walking all up and down the hills or the whole length of the Riverwalk and back just for fun.  In those days, I lived up to my last name, Walker.

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Allan’s photo

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the cute bus that goes with the riverboat tour (Allan’s photos)

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Allan’s photo

I was pleased to make it to downtown.

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in a shop window (Allan’s photo)

And I was even more pleased to find something I had forgotten about: The Astoria Sunday Market was in session.

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Every time we saw someone with something rainbow, we exchanged “Happy Pride!” greetings. I found it most joyous.

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Allan’s photo


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We bought a hummingbird sculpture.


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Allan’s photo


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bouquets

At the market, we encountered our friends Pam of the Seaside gardens and Sean and his darling dog.

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Sean’s photo


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Allan is in this photo, too.


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plants for sale (Allan’s photo)

Then, I was so tired and we were hungry.  We ate at one of my favourite Astoria restaurants.

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Fulios

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Pasta Puttenesca for me


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squash ravioli for Allan


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back to where we began


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Allan’s photo

At home, I thought all I would be able to do was sit down and process photos.  And then, with the help of a handful of wake up beans, I managed to plant most of the new ladies in waiting that were slated for my own garden.

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yesterday


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this evening (and the three on the bench are Allan’s not mine!)

Meanwhile, Allan mowed three lawns: Ours, Devery’s, and the J’s.  That is not unusual becuase he does seem to have boundless energy.

Tomorrow: The Pride Parade itself.

 

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Thursday, 8 June 2017

*Overseas is not as exotic as it sounds; it’s just what we say around here about crossing the Columbia River to northwest Oregon state.

We had a lovely rainy day so there was no guilt at all about not gardening.

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The half an inch of predicted rain had materialized.

Before leaving Ilwaco, we finally found time to go to the botanical art exhibit at Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum, three blocks west.

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“The Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum is honored to present an exhibition of 82 paintings by Frances Stilwell representing the native plants of Oregon’s eight Ecoregions.

After moving to Oregon in 1969, Stilwell began defining her new home by learning and drawing the native plants. Since then, Stillwell has published two books related to Oregon’s native plants including the exhibition’s companion book, ‘Oregon’s Botanical Landscape; An Opportunity to Imagine Oregon Before 1800’.”

Before going in, we simply had to pull chickweed out of the museum’s two planters.

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beargrass and beargrass baskets

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I liked the impressionistic paintings so much that I bought the accompanying book.

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Now for our shopping trip overseas.

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Astoria

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We’d go to more events in Astoria if I enjoyed crossing the 4.2 mile bridge.

We drove into downtown to buy a t shirt at Old Town Framing for Astoria Pride 2017.

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flowers in a downtown window

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large street planters

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Allan’s photo

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and individual shop planters

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In Warrenton, just southwest of Astoria, we checked out the plant stock at Fred Meyer and Home Depot because I have often found cool plants at Fred’s…not so much this time…and because I need a couple of small hydrangeas like Cityline Rio.  I was disgruntled because both stores had hydrangeas which were not marked with cultivar names. Just “hydrangea” is not enough of a label for me.

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feeling disgruntled at a big box store

We bought some feeder fish for our water boxes at the local Petco.  (I’d rather shop at smaller places but sometimes, here away from the city, the choices are limited.)

We turned right onto Broadway in Seaside, Oregon, to make the loop of

Pam Fleming’s Seaside Gardens

Because the frustrating hydrangea shopping had consumed a lot of time, the photos are taken from the van on a drive by.  Sometime I’d like to have a leisurely enough trip to text city gardener Pam and meet for lunch.  You can see the gardens at their summer peak in this post from July 2015.

 

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Taken backwards after driving past because I admired the pool of still water underneath the clipped ceanothus.

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I envy Pam’s big, irrigated planting beds.

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impressionistic

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a store named after me

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the turn-around

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We drove on south from Seaside to shop at Seaside 7 Dees. I found some fairly common plants that I wanted for my garden.

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Allan’s photo

 

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a couple more Euonymus ‘Green Spire’

A nice Salvia patens was a good find.  My best find was a flat of Asclepias syriaca, which had been on my must have list since I saw it last summer in the Deerly Missed gardendeerly.png

Well, syriaca and speciosa are not the same one…but close in appearance.  I hope.

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Allan liked the fountain. (We’ve seen a version with crows, too.)

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Their beaks clack as water runs through.

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He found himself a new “parsley fern”.

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My cart; I wish I could have found two cartloads of cool plants to buy.

I am aware of the contradiction in my recent rejoicing that planting time was over.

Note the gold leafed Tradescantia ‘Blue and Gold’.  I have tried this plant repeatedly and the snails always get it.  My memory of seeing it in Lucy Hardiman’s Portland garden years ago always inspires me to try again.

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Lucy’s garden, 2001, gold tradescantia in pots on the deck

Unfortunately, the hydrangea selection at 7 Dees did not include any that I wanted for the J’s garden although I did get myself one called ‘Shooting Star’, which might be one I have seen in The Oysterville Garden.

Perhaps, thought I, I had not tried hard enough while looking at the hydrangeas at Home Depot.  We went back to try again; I hoped that scanning the tags might reveal the names of the different cultivars.  Nope.  The scan just said “Hydrangea”.  I tried to explain that there are a lot of folks with the surname Smith, but individual Smiths are names Mary, Bob, or Lucy.  I got crickets and blank looks.

We had not had time to eat yet so we decided to have a meal at the cute Uptown Café in the adjacent mall.  (I wished I had decided that earlier; we could have waited to get our feeder fish and saved them the ride to Seaside and back.)

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Tradescantia ‘Blue and Gold’ outside the café, planted with lots of sidewalk around it so probably not vulnerable to snails.

The back of the menu explains much about the charming decor of the café.  Its ambience is more important to me than the food.

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wood partition from an old church

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south wall

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Old doors from Astoria houses.

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veggie burger

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fish tacos

home again

…after accomplishing the tedium of grocery shopping.

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This snail had ridden all the way down and back with us on the back of the van. (Allan’s photo)

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chickadee poised to take food to the nest

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new batch of ladies in waiting

The new fish had one casualty, a plain silver one.  The store clerk had put in extras for that eventuality.  They got floated around in their bag for an hour in the water boxes before being divided into their new home.

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the new fish

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There are lots of places to hide from predators.

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We had had this much rain.

Tomorrow: One work day, followed by a two day weekend with a couple of events that might preclude getting the new plants planted.

 

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Saturday, 22 April 2017

The weather did not look good for our planned political activity.

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out the window: wind and rain

Such a day would have been just perfect to read this book that just came from the library:

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Nevertheless, we persisted in our plan to go to Astoria.  Maybe the weather would be better there, as sometimes happens across the river.

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crossing the 4.2 mile long Astoria Megler Bridge

The weather was not better.

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as we drove by to find a parking place

For two hours, about thirty people braved pouring rain and 30+ mph wind gusts to join in the nationwide March for Science.  Our version was a rally, not a march.  This intersection is one of high visibility where every vehicle going east through Astoria drives by.

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We parked and joined the others.

I’m pleased to tell you that during the entire two hours, even when the group dwindled toward the end, our ears were filled with a cacophony of vehicles’ horns tooting in approval, and we got many waves and upturned thumbs.  I saw only one negative face, followed by two bumper stickers: One read “Trump Pence” and the other read “[something something something] GUNS.”

my photos:

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I am slow with puns and just realized…There is no PLANet B.

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My sign held up well, covered with clear adhesive shelf paper and edged with packing tape.

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Some walked down to a traffic island down the block.  There, they were visible to traffic coming east and turning toward Commercial, and also to traffic heading west on Marine Drive.  I decided to join them, partly because I wanted a better look at the garden.

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a well kept garden

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My sign is a large one and the wind was strong on the traffic island.  I decided to rejoin the others over by the post office.

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That was the moment when my saturated camera said it had had quite enough of the storm.

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I hope it revives!

I turned to my iPhone for a few more photos and then decided that it, too, was getting much too wet.

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Here are four photos taken by another attendee (I do not know who):

Someone got much better photos of my sign than I managed to get:

 

Photos by Carol Newman: 



Allan’s photos:
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1:01 PM we were done!

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And then the rain stopped!

PS. Here is an earth day oriented gofundme to save a local woods. https://www.gofundme.com/help-save-a-forest

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Saturday, 4 March 2017

In the early afternoon, we crossed the Astoria Megler Bridge and joined a roomful of like minded folk for an Indivisible North Coast Oregon meeting.

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a darling small house by where we parked (Allan’s photo).  A sunny garden in front would have no privacy, though.


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Allan’s photo, on the way

Astoria was parked up because of a winter brewery festival. We walked two blocks in the rain, passing one of my favourite little gardens on the way to the Fort George Brewery meeting room.

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Allan’s photo

This ornately fenced garden is built by piling soil (now mulched with washed dairy manure) on top of pavement.

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Allan’s photo


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Allan’s photo: tulip foliage, and pigeon pecking in the manure

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a goodly crowd


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Allan’s photo


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a neat driftwood thing

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Some thoughts from the meeting:

Indivisible is opposed to the ABC of authoritarianism, bigotry, corruption.

A speaker advised that we send postcards to politicians…”even a picture postcard works because I think they stand out,” she said.  This made me smile because of our recent art postcard parties.

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an example from one of our postcard parties

A woman from Germany spoke, saying “who would have thought a little painter from Austria could have killed millions” and she asked, “How could my people not see this coming, how could they look away?”  She said “My life is a series of attempts to make up for the crimes of my ancestors”.  When she goes to a protest, her thought when seeing a photographer is: Is he from the newspaper or from Homeland Security?  She believes she sees the early signs of fascism.  Right here is her recommended reading on the subject.

The following speaker quoted this: “What you would be doing in 1930s Germany is what you are doing now.”

Action item: A member of KMUN radio asks that we write to or call members of the Senate Committee on Appropriations asking that public radio continue to be funded.  Small rural stations like Astoria’s KMUN depend on federal funding far more than city stations do.

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Allan took the opportunity to buy a women’s march copy of the Daily Astorian.

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Afterwards, we walked by the Fort George Brewery’s lower garden, also freshly mulched.  The ornamental grasses have been cut back since last time we went to the Blue Scorcher Café next door.

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Fort George garden

We walked by the temptations of the Blue Scorcher because we wanted to try out a new restaurant in Seaside, Oregon.

In Seaside, it was too wet and miserably windy to walk around and look at Pam Fleming’s city gardens.

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drive by photo

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Allan’s photo


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a new restaurant (Allan’s photo)


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Allan’s photo

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a warm and simple place


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Allan’s photo


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something so sweet on the menu


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many choices

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I had to try the cauliflower appetizer, hoping that it would be similar to the zahra from Seattle’s Mediterranean Kitchen…and it was.

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Allan’s chicken sandwich

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The tasty baba ganoush had pickled on it; I just put them to one side because I’m not used to that.  All food is made fresh so I bet I could ask for no pickles next time, and there will be a next time.

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the turnaround at the end of Broadway


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Pam’s garden on the turnaround (Allan’s photos)

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We shopped at Costco.  Wouldn’t this elaborate plastic apple container make an interesting little seedling greenhouse?

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stormy crossing of the Columbia on the way home: freighters at anchor, waiting


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light snow and fog on the hills on the Washington side of the bridge


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in the dusk, golden daffodils that someone once planted on the hillside

According to the weather forecast, we are due for several days of bad weather, possibly even light snow.  I will not mind reprising staycation.

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Sunday, 19 February 2017

We had a rainy day off. While I continued to read Bad Feminist and got caught up on the Tootlepedal blog, Allan went to Time Enough Books to get some photos of Karla and the signs she had made for a Town Hall (Tuesday) with Representative Jaime Beutler, who is a Republican politician well known for opposing the Affordable Health Care Act and for not showing up to vote.  In fact, she has one of the worst voting absentee records of all.

The Tuesday event is an hour and a half away, so we won’t be going.

However, Allan and I did go to a demonstration in Astoria on President’s Day…

Monday, 20 February 2017

“Not My President Day”

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approaching the busy intersection where cars come from both the coast highway and the Astoria bridge and turn onto the main highway through town (Commercial Street), heading east to Portland.

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It was a good turn out despite a chilly rain, with a group on each of three corners of the intersection.  At its lunch hour peak, 60-70 folks were in attendance.

Many vehicles honked in approval.  We got a few one finger salutes, which surely meant “You folks are number one for turning out in such bad weather!”

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Northwest corner


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Southwest corner

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a real sweetheart


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view from southeast corner.  That is Allan in yellow.

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They drove all the way from South Bend.

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“Support Families Not Deportation”

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very good dog

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my favourite sign


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our friend Carol from Ilwaco

We all followed instruction number two, being friendly to the passersby no matter what their attitude.

1. BE SAFE: Do not block cross-walks, intersections, and leave sidewalks accessible to pedestrians.
2. BE POSITIVE: Be nice to each other, drivers, and pedestrians. Ignore hecklers. Do not engage!
3. MAKE FRIENDS: Please–talk to as many people as you can. Network, exchange ideas, and feel free to engage with Indivisible co-organizers about any ideas you have.

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me and Allan (Carol’s photo)


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the youngest protestor

Allan’s photos of the demonstration:

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I have to admit that by the last half hour of the two hour long demo, we were checking our watches for how much longer.

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For the last fifteen minutes, when many folks had had to go back to work after their lunch break, those of us remaining consolidated ourselves on one corner.

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Allan collected the last sign.


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He was the last protestor because he had helped put signs away.

We had parked by the lovely Flavel House Museum.

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Flavel House back yard

Afterwards, glad to be out of the dreary weather, Allan and I had lunch at the Blue Scorcher Bakery.

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got the last slice of my favourite treat


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In the Blue Scorcher

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yummy breakfast burritos

We shopped for Dr Bronner’s Soap at the charming little Astoria Co-op.

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If you bring a bag, the co op gives one nickel to local causes of your choice.

A shopping for big items at Costco resulted in a bulb purchase.

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because we are still a gardening blog, most of the time

Then back across the Columbia River to home.

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Saturday, 18 June 2016

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We crossed the mighty Columbia to attend a match by the mighty Shanghaied Roller Dolls, Astoria’s roller derby team.  Attending sporting events is not in our usual roster of activities.  Allan’s sister, Pam “Farrah Toss-It” Stockman, was a coach for the Rat City Roller Girls, I like tough women and the punk rock aura of roller derby, and so both of us had planned to attend a match one of these days.  When we saw the Dolls in last week’s Astoria Pride March, and then learned that tonight would be the last match of this season, one of these days became today.  Without further blather, here are our photos, all taken with little pocket cams, nothing fancy..  Allan’s are marked with an asterisk *.

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The Astoria Armory

The Astoria Armory

The Astoria Armory

The Astoria Armory

*view from The Armory

*view from The Armory

* It was a mash up rather than two separate teams

* It was a mash up rather than two separate teams

*children's art on the walls

* art on the walls

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warm up

For the first hour after the doors opened, the skaters went round and round the arena warming up.  It was pleasantly mesmerizing to watch.

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*stretching out before the match

*stretching out before the match

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*referee

*referee

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the match

As soon as the match began, the jammer was mostly out of focus as she skated rapidly around and through the blockers.  The referee skated along with her, pointing at her, I think so we could keep track of her.  Other than that, I am fairly clueless about what was going on.  That did not stop me from finding it highly entertaining.  The music was good, too, sort of a dance club feel.

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*starting position

*starting position

Uh oh, little pocket cam is going to have a hard time keeping up with this!

Uh oh, little pocket cam is going to have a hard time keeping up with this!

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*The jammer, wearing a star, is the scoring player. The others are blockers.

*The jammer, wearing a star, is the scoring player. The others are blockers.  Read more here.

*The referees skated around along with the jammers. (I don't exactly know why.)

*A referees skated along with the jammer.

*The one the right was my favourite as she reminded me of our friend J9.

*The one the right was my favourite as she reminded me of our friend J9.

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*Sgt. Goodding was a kind and community minded Seaside police officer who was fatally shot while on duty this past spring.

*Sgt. Goodding was a kind and community minded Seaside police officer who was fatally shot while on duty this past spring.

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Then it was over.  I don’t know who won, and that did not matter to me.  The fans lined up around the ring and the skaters high fived them all.

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*fan appreciation after the match

*fan appreciation after the match

*some future plans and dreams for the Armory

*some future plans and dreams for the Armory

As we departed, we saw that the Armory project, which also houses the Q Center, was funded by Ilwaco’s Craft 3 Bank.

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south of the Armory, beautiful Astoria hillside

south of the Armory, beautiful Astoria hillside

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