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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.

reading

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


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Allan’s photo


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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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Sunday, 19 July 2015

Astoria, Oregon

After being lured across the river by a garden tour of the Bohnke garden, we took Debbie to see the gardens at the Millpond Village, especially Helen’s garden, which I had visited several times before…

in July of 2012

in March of 2013

in June of 2013

in September of 2014

I led the way our parking spot to the garden only to find a fence around it and Helen’s neighbour, Sami, on the other side sitting on her porch.  I called out that Helen had said we could come see the garden anytime.  Sami said that we could but that it was her garden now!  Helen had sold it to her, in order to have more time for other pursuits, although they still both enjoyed it.  Thanks, Sami, for letting us in!

Sami’s Garden 

The garden is a lot between two townhouse buildings that Helen purchased for the making of a garden.

Sami's Garden

Sami’s Garden

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

a handsome hypericum

a handsome hypericum

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

gravel

This year Helen and Sami have experimented for the first time with having a kitchen garden.

huge tomatoes growing on the south wall of Sami's townhouse

huge tomatoes growing on the south wall of Sami’s townhouse

tomatoes

tomatoes

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Allan's photo: Sami's dog

Allan’s photo: Sami’s dog

Sami's little dog

Sami’s little dog escaping the sunshine

bench by the dry creek bed (winter drainage swale)

bench by the dry creek bed (winter drainage swale)

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looking west

the creek bed and drainage swale

the creek bed and drainage swale

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

container

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

a garden of tiny details

a garden of tiny details

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

looking west toward the millpond

looking west toward the millpond

We appreciated Sami letting three semi-strangers with cameras swarm through her garden.  Helen arrived at her townhouse toward the end of our visit and I was pleased to see her again.

Helen and friends (Allan's photo)

Helen and friends (Allan’s photo)

Mill Pond Village

After exploring Sami’s garden, we strolled around the Mill Pond Village, one of the most garden-y neighbourhoods I’ve ever seen.  I fantasize about living there but know that we couldn’t afford it.  Or if we could, we would be amongst moneyed people who would speak of their expensive travels and lifestyles that would be so different from what we can indulge in.  A working class neighbourhood with a street full of gardeners would be a more realistic fantasy for us.

I read up on the history of the village, a former mill pond that was saved from contamination, on this website.  This particularly interested me:  “The homes at Mill Pond Village all have garages that are accessed from rear alleys. Alley access reduces curb cuts in front of homes and maximizes available on-street parking. This traditional parking design allows for ample vehicle space while maintaining pedestrian friendliness.”  I thought back to my neighbourhood in Seattle, where most houses were backed with alleyways, and realized how much that did contribute to pedestrian friendliness.  I miss alleys.  They seem to be almost nonexistent in Peninsula towns.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Here is another site with history and photos of the village.  It says “The diversity of housing allows for a range of incomes, ages and family structures. Housing types create the seaside village-like, pedestrian-oriented neighborhood.”  Hmmm….maybe I can imagine, after all.  It’s not the townhouses that draw me, just the fact that almost everyone seems to like gardening.

looking north to the Columbia River.  This expanse of lawn is just to the east of Sami's garden.

looking north to the Columbia River. This expanse of lawn is just to the east of Sami’s garden.

looking back to Sami's garden

looking back to Sami’s garden

between two townhouses

between two townhouses

closer

closer

one of many pocket gardens

one of many pocket gardens

hydrangea and hosta

hydrangea and hosta

hosta, hydrangea, Geranium 'Rozanne'

hosta, hydrangea, Geranium ‘Rozanne’

Well grown hostas are all the rage here.

Well grown hostas are all the rage here.

white hydrangea by crisp white railing

white hydrangea by crisp white railing

gardening between buildings

gardening between buildings

to the north, the River Walk and the tracks of the Astoria Trolley

to the north, the River Walk and the tracks of the Astoria Trolley

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

curbside garden in full exposure to river storms (Allan's photo)

curbside garden in full exposure to river storms (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

looking south, Sami's garden is on the right at the end of the sidewalk.

looking south, Sami’s garden is on the right at the end of the sidewalk.

freighter heading toward the mouth of the Columbia River

freighter heading toward the mouth of the Columbia River

In Astoria, bar pilots are employed to navigate the ships over the hazardous Columbia River Bar (long known as the Graveyard of the Pacific).

These folks had just moved from Seattle to Seaside, Oregon, and were reveling in small town life.

These folks had just moved from Seattle to Seaside, Oregon, and were reveling in small town life.

Allan's photo as the wind drove them from their reading.

Allan’s photo as the wind drove them from their reading.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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I was ever so pleased at the ship putting on a good show for Debbie, and even more pleased when the trolley came by right on cue.

Clang, clang, clang went the trolley. Ding, ding, ding went the bell.

Clang, clang, clang went the trolley. Ding, ding, ding went the bell.

Debbie and the trolley (Allan's photo)

Debbie and the trolley (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

looking south over the village

looking south over the village

looking south at the river and Big Red

looking south at the river and Big Red

From Astoria’s History Along the (trolley) Tracks:  “The big red building out in the river was a net drying and mending shed or net loft. Natural fiber nets, which often were made in the fishermen’s homes during the winters, needed to be dried between uses. Fishermen could navigate their boats right up under the building where a hoist would lift the nets to dry. The building was used in the movie “Free Willy II.” A local artist and art professor has purchased the building and is renovating it to be artist studios and small shops.”  (It was badly damaged in the big storm of November, 2007, and since then efforts have been made to save it.)  “It was as if the top floor and roof kind of twisted and lifted up, and went over the river and fell into the river,” said Sarah, recounting the 160-mile-per-hour winds that tore through Astoria that day, ripping away the second story of the building.  …. Eddie Park, a friend of the Nebekers who had been helping board up the windows was thrown 40 feet and broke his arm against a wall. Royal and Park were trapped in the loft as winds raged around them. After 20 hours, they escaped by strapping themselves to a ladder for weight and then crawling on their bellies down the long gangplank to shore.”

Read more: http://djcoregon.com/news/2012/06/04/preservationists-try-to-save-uppertown-net-loft-in-astoria/#ixzz3hcm6jFv7

We drove the couple of blocks west to the actual Mill Pond so that Debbie could get a close look at both it and the public garden next to it.

the mill pond

the mill pond; the public park is at the lower left-ish

the park, Allan's photo

the park, Allan’s photo

I espied a darling little garden right on the banks of the pond.  We took a good look at it from every angle (except for looking up from the steep bank of the pond).

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black hollyhocks

black hollyhocks

It was windy!

It was windy!

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Right across the street to the west was the cutest red house.  I had assumed you could not paint your house a colour like that in the village.

red like my grandma's house

red like my grandma’s house

small, but long...garage in the back?

small, but long…garage in the back?

It has a vacant lot next door that could perhaps be purchased for a garden.  My new dream house, if it included the lot next door.

Allan's photo.  I could weep with unrequited desire for this house.

Allan’s photo. I could weep with unrequited desire for this house.

Debbie parted ways with us as she was headed back to her home up north.  Allan and I had not intended to go the market because we’d assumed we would not find parking.  When a parking spot opened up for us on Marine Drive, we took the opportunity after all.

Astoria Sunday Market

Who should be playing but Double J and the Boys, who also play the Ilwaco Saturday Market.

Who should be playing but Double J and the Boys, who also play the Ilwaco Saturday Market.

always one of my favourite booths of tiny bottles made into hanging vases with twists of wire.

always one of my favourite booths of small bottles made into hanging vases with twists of wire.

looking south up the market blocks

looking south up the market blocks

one of several produce stands

one of several produce stands

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

dog pyjamas? (Allan's photo)

dog pyjamas? (Allan’s photo)

further south

further south

flower booth

flower booth

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I've often seen this woman and her dog around the Peninsula.

I’ve often seen this woman and her dog around the Peninsula.

I saw our Long Beach friend Debbie at the Master Gardeners booth but did not have much time to visit as the market was due to close in a few minutes.  (It only goes till 3 PM.)  I needed to browse the plant displays.

plant sales

plant sales

more plants

more plants

I did buy a coneflower.

I did buy a coneflower.

jams to taste (Allan's photo)

jams to taste (Allan’s photo)

another flower booth

another flower booth: The wind was blowing hard so I think that fellow was holding the booth in place.

I bought some goat cheese from Skamokawa.

I bought some goat cheese from Skamokawa Farmstead Creamery.

There was our Peninsula Humane Society raffle booth.

There was our Peninsula Humane Society raffle booth.

Someone had purchased this enviable garden art.

Someone had purchased this enviable garden art.

some of the excellent Astoria planters

some of the excellent Astoria planters

I think Astoria gardener Jessica Schlief may have something to do with these?

I think Astoria gardener Jessica Schlief may have something to do with these?

I do wish Ms. Jessica would send me her email address so we could get in touch.

Even thought the market was packing up, the food court was mostly still open so we were able to get a meal from my favourite vendor, O Falafel!

O! Falafel

O Falafel

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Ilwaco

later at home: a falafel plate with hummous, baba ganoush, tabouli....O! Joy.

later at home: a falafel plate with hummous, baba ganoush, tabouli….O! Joy.

Allan actually went out watering in Ilwaco Sunday evening after all that….

while filling up the water tank at the boatyard...

while filling up the water tank at the boatyard…

cool silver painted tree at a new business in town (Paula's shop)

cool silver painted tree at a new business in town (Paula’s shop)

watering the community building garden

watering the community building garden

It feels like we have been garden touring for days.  It’s time to get back to work, with the next garden tour due next Sunday at Pam’s public gardens in Seaside.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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August 25, 2013

When I say we spent the day overseas, I mean nothing more exotic than going across the bridge to the north Oregon coast.

I had no intention of doing anything on this particular Sunday but potter about at home, until I got onto Facebook and saw, on my business page, a message from the day before.  Pam from Back Alley Gardens in Gearhart, Oregon had indeed picked up some interesting new plants from Xera nursery.   It occurred to me what fun it would be to go to the Astoria Sunday Market and to the nursery…and NOT have to go grocery shopping at Costco because Allan had done so the day before.  Allan was amenable to the idea.  I think he is surprised I want to go so many places all of a sudden.  It is because of our comfy new van.   I had not been to the Astoria market since early September of 2011!

First:  a stop at Olde Towne to change compost buckets and have some coffee.

First: a stop at Olde Towne to change compost buckets and have some coffee.

Our Olde Towne visit took considerably longer than we had planned but we eventually left the good conversation and headed east out of town.

Crossing the Astoria Megler bridge felt much more pleasant to me sitting up higher in our lovely van.

the view looking west

the view looking west (with the camera raised up….not really sitting higher than the railings)

birds on a sand bar

birds on a sand bar

In Astoria, we parked on a hill above the market.  Every block of the older parts of town have photogenic houses and gardens to offer.

by our parking spot

by our parking spot

a tall house with a view

a tall house with a view

Allan's photo: looking downhill to the market

Allan’s photo: looking downhill to the market

Columbia River beyond

Columbia River beyond

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At its south end, the market widens out into a parking lot.  Here several plant vendors gather.

plants for sale

plants for sale

This is good planning because if one buys a large plant, one can easily bring one’s car to this area in order to pick it up.

One of the booths had Cryptomeria 'Sekkan Suji' for just $20.00

One of the booths had Cryptomeria ‘Sekkan Sugi’ for just $20.00

Someone had gotten to it first so I told myself it was looking a bit peaky anyway.

sour grapes...it was gorgeous

sour grapes…it was gorgeous

golden montbretia

golden montbretia

customers seeking advice

customers seeking advice

The market in Astoria has lots more options for produce than our market in Ilwaco.

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Wow, I have a fortune in baby spuds in my gardening, including some fingerlings!

Wow, I have a fortune in baby spuds in my gardening, including some fingerlings!

Poor nectarines to the right must have been a lower price due to being less pretty!

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The flower stalls are, to me, the most beautiful part of the market.

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The vendors create bouquets on the spot from buckets of gorgeous ingredients.

bouquet

bouquet

I would so love to see this farm...

I would so love to see this farm…

Vendors must drive very early to get here....

Vendors must drive very early to get here….

another bouquet artist at work

another bouquet artist at work

In the book I am currently reading, A Breath from Elsewhere, Mirabel Osler writes:

Even for a time when my garden is upholstered in flowers, pure meanness stops me from doing what genuine gardeners do — pick fresh flowers to bring indoors.  But to deprive the garden, either on the rare occasions when it’s florally abundant or when it’s predominantly green and the few blossoms are countable, would be unbearable.  Instead, a visit to the local market early on a summer’s morning to bring home bunches of what other people  have striven to grow leaves my garden inviolate.

bouquet

lilies

bouquet

floral artists

floral artists

ingredients: reds

ingredients: reds

note how the staining pollen is removed from the lilies

note how the staining pollen is removed from the lilies…almost

buckets and buckets of flowers

buckets and buckets of flowers

bouquet

peachy

hot

mix

focused creativity

focused creativity

good

I saw some familiar vendors from the Ilwaco market.  De Asis is the only big produce vendor who comes to Ilwaco.

De Asis Produce

De Asis Produce

The vendor below always has a lovely display of old windows with her little jar vases.  She came to the Ilwaco market just once and said to me that day, when I expressed pleasure at seeing her booth, that she wouldn’t be back because our market was too windy!

a fragile display

a fragile display

at the north end of the market...one block from the river

at the north end of the market…one block from the river

There are many arts and crafts booths but I must have been thinking of the blog and mostly took garden related photos at the market.

a basket maker at the north end of the market

a basket maker at the north end of the market

At its north end, the market widens again into a food court parking lot.

parking lot garden

parking lot garden, looking south east

looking north

looking north

We wanted food, of course.

the cute Tiki Juice booth; sometimes they come to the Ilwaco market

the cute Tiki Juice booth; sometimes they come to the Ilwaco market

Ilwaco's OleBob's had run out of crab cakes!

Ilwaco’s OleBob’s had run out of crab cakes!

I was seeking the Indian food booth and found it, but next to it a falafel booth caught my eye.

great Shawarma?  Hmmm!

great Shawarma? Hmmm!

falafel and shawarma booth

falafel and shawarma booth

I could not resist...

I could not resist…

and here is my review

and here is my review

Allan had the Indian food from the excellent Himani Indian Cuisine so i got to taste his tasty butter chicken.  I really do mean that the shawarma was outstanding!

On the way back through the fair, we took photos of the wonderful street planters at just one intersection.

looking west along Commercial

looking west along Commercial

I love the open screened sides of these planters.

I love the open screened sides of these planters.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

planter

looking west on commercial

looking west on Commercial

just stuffed with plants!

just stuffed with plants!

looking north toward the river; the backside of market booths were to my right

looking north toward the river; the backside of market booths were to my right

planter

Something is going on here but I am not sure what...

Something is going on here but I am not sure what…

a bright store front

a bright store front

hosta and white potato vine

hosta and white potato vine

Back through the market, walking west to the hill, toward the parking lot of plant vendors….

uphill

and a look back from the south end of the market…

I will return sooner than two years...for more delicious shwarma!!

I will return sooner than two years…for more delicious shawarma!!

On the way back to the car on one of the east-west streets (Duane or Exchange) sits one of my favourite houses.  I love the porch.

house

porch

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan caught this scene of intricate painting

Allan caught this scene of intricate painting

a stately painted lady, Allan's photo

a stately painted lady, Allan’s photo

tricolour box, photo by Allan

tricolour box, photo by Allan

historic market, one of many in Astoria

historic market, one of many in Astoria; this one was on a house that did not look as remarkable as its history!

three: small, medium and large

three: small, medium and large

a garden in front of the smaller house

a garden in front of the smaller house

Views of the river can be seen between every building.

looking north and downhill between houses

looking north and downhill between houses

grand apartments

grand apartments

another garden

another garden

This house really did look tilted...

This house really did look tilted…

side view

side view

After reuniting with the van and started the drive out of town, we stopped again so I took take a photo of the Flavel house, subject of much mystery and this fascinating article (one of many on the subject).

the old derelict Flavel house; there is also a beautifully kept Flavel Musuem.

the old derelict Flavel house; there is also a beautifully kept Flavel Musuem.

Next:  Back Alley Gardens in Gearhart

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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1995 must be the year I completed the Clatsop County Master Gardening class in Astoria because serving my volunteer time is why I was at the Sunday Market; the Master Gardeners had a table staffed by volunteers ready to answer garden questions.  I did not keep up my certification after that year because volunteer time on THIS side of the river did not count back then, and this is my home.

So here’s a little peek into the beginnings of the Astoria Sunday Market, now a HUGE deal.   In ’95, it was set up down by the Columbia River.

But wait!  I just researched the beginning date of the Sunday Market and I find it began officially in 2000.   So what was this?  Was it even a Sunday?  In the days before digital photography, there is no date automatically attached to a photo…

The Sunday Market is downtown now, and well worth a visit in late spring through early autumn.   In these photos, you may be able to tell that the Astoria River Walk has not been completed.

market flowers

market flowers

tomatoes

tomatoes

river view

river view

bouquets

bouquets

a young Sunday Market

a young Sunday Market?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Before I get into our trip to the market, let me warn my faithful few readers that I am having a terrible time publishing to iweb.  Much woe is me, as I love the interface which enables me to so easily add photos and links despite my state of html ignorance. There is a work-around, to “publish all”, that is, the entire blog from the very first post, every time I add a new one, but it does take hours.  I hope Apple gets this problem sorted soon; forum posts show that I am not the only one.  Meanwhile, if my blog goes for weeks without updating here, that is why.  I have set up an alternate blog spot on blogspot, where you may someday be able to find me at [2012 note: blogspot did not appeal to me and so my blog was idle in 2008 and 2009 till I discovered WordPress and later moved 2007 to here.]

Today we went to the Astoria Sunday Market for some holiday shopping.  Our busy work schedule…yes, and assorted garden tours…have kept us away from there for all of this year (as far as I can remember), and we have less than a month left to enjoy it before it ends for the year.

We can always count on finding some good plants at the plant booths, but today our quest was more for presents…some of which were for a faithful reader or two of this blog, so the results are very hush hush.  My eyes were filled by flower vendors’ gorgeous bouquests and as always by the interesting plantings outside the Alley Cat coffee shop.  We used to go in there almost weekly so I could visit their sweet dog, George, but the last three times George has snubbed me by refusing to come down the stairs for petting.  I didn’t feel like getting my feelings hurt today.

the flower booth and the Alley Cat plantings

gleaming array of vegetables and a damp view of the Liberty Theatre

There had been talk of meeting our friend J9 and her out-of-town guest for coffee but that mission was cancelled because of rain. The crowds were but plucky, though, and kept on shopping despite the occasional and unpredictable sudden waterfalls off of overloaded booth tops.

rainy market day

Too damp to even go out to coffee at Astoria Coffee Shop (it was busy and the only spot with seating was a little too outdoorsy for my chilled and drippy condition), we went on to Fred Meyer where I bought more bulbs.  Oh dear, I may now have exceeded my projected budget (slightly over $2000) for clients, as I simply had to have all of the Sparaxis that the bins had to offer.

This is what a garden of two hundred and fifty hydrangeas looks like:

bayside house with hydrangeas

No postscript with cries of woe here means these last two entries uploaded smoothly.

POSTSCRIPT!!  And cry of woe: AGAIN with the crashing while publishing.  Now must “publish all”.  Must I really move this whole venture to blogspot?

[2012 note: I decided to leave in most of the struggles I was having with uploading to iWeb because I know I was not alone.  And because it is why I got discouraged with blogging, after being on such a roll in 2007. My good friend Mary who now writes Yummy Montana had similar trouble with her Yummy Northwest blog on iWeb (mobile me) as did the writers of many sad help forum posts.  Apple did not really fix it, apparently, and in June they are shutting down the old iWeb blogs.]

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