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Monday, 11 December 2017

When I realized that just having “good weeding” on the work board for at home staycation projects would not provide me with much erasure satisfaction, I rewrote the list.

itemized weeding list

Skooter and Calvin

As soon as  started weeding the center back garden bed, I realized I had forgotten to add the garden boat area to the list.

Garden boat area needs intense strawberry control.

center bed in progress

Allan worked on getting a string of white lights working along the back eaves of the roof.

wheelbarrow load…

after wheelbarrow load

and done

I was surprised at how long it took weeding this one bed, and the back of it still had an unweeded batch of iris so I couldn’t erase this task yet.

A box of 500 40% off bulbs arrived from Van Engelen: 400 crocuses (the big ones) and 100 mixed miniature narcissi.  I’m not far enough along with weeding to plant them yet.

Near dusk, Allan started to dig out a big Fuchsia magellanica.

Allan’s photos: before

before

digging all around it

A dogwood that had been too big along the edge is now in its place.

Fuchsia seeking new home

Before gathering food for a campfire, I offered the fuchsia up on the Peninsula Gardeners Facebook group.  By the time we had the campfire going, I was already getting responses, and arranged to give away the big clump to one person and two smaller pieces to another.

winter campfire dinner

arranging plant pick ups

I deeply missed Smoky, my campfire companion.

in the good old days with my campfire cat

I need rainy days and the right frame of mind to do a Smoky retrospective photo series.

Allan had gotten all our holiday lights working. (Allan’s photo)

I’m not in a very holiday sort of mood and have not gotten anywhere near deciding to put up a Christmas tree, nor have I written Christmas cards yet.  I must get the latter project done within days.

Meanwhile, Tony and Scott had visited the North Head Lighthouse today, just a mile or so west of us, and I offer up these guest photos:

North Head Lighthouse, photo by Tony Hofer

photo by Tony Hofer

clam tide photo by Tony Hofer

Tony has given me permission to share his photos whenever I like; this could help liven up the blog during stretches when it’s all weeding.

 

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Thursday, 8 October 2015

Because a big storm was predicted, we did not go to our north end jobs this week.  It seemed a waste of clients’ money to groom gardens for a weekend when guests would be unlikely to be in them.  So we focused on Long Beach, which always has tourists walking by the gardens no matter what the weather.

The Planter Box

First, we took a summer worth of pots to The Planter Box for re-use.

First, we took a summer worth of pots to The Planter Box for re-use.  We must have the garage clear for Bulb Time soon.

clematis for sale

clematis for sale

I bought three pumpkins and found this little fella under one.

I bought three pumpkins and found this little fella under one.

Suddenly a gardening convention began when both Dave and Ed Strange showed up.

Dave, Jackson, Ed

Dave, Jackson, Ed

Ed, Jackson, Teresa

Ed, Jackson, store owner Teresa

pumpkins!

pumpkins! and bulb food

Long Beach

The big mission of the day was to dig out two daylilies from Fifth Street Park.  They are a lovely big maroon colour, but since we only do the park once a week, they don’t get deadheading often enough.

Fifth Street Park before (Allan's photo)

Fifth Street Park before (Allan’s photo)

after (Allan's photo)

after (Allan’s photo)

before (Allan's photo)

before (Allan’s photo)

after (Allan's photo)

after (Allan’s photo)

While Allan did that, I checked the planters that I had not attended to yesterday.

I got to meet a sweetheart of an 8 month old Malamute, which was an extra treat since I have been reading Susan Conant’s Dog Lover’s Mystery series with two malamutes as recurring characters. 

a darling!

a darling!

Cosmos and painted sage

Cosmos and painted sage…amd a bee caught by a spider.  The spider was gently deposited into the grass behind me.

The last day of lush planters if the storm comes...

The last day of lush planters if the storm comes…

Salvia patens

Salvia patens

This tree garden looks moderately nice.

This tree garden looks moderately nice. (I still compare them so unfavourably to Pam’s Seaside gardens.)

gunnera in Fifth Street Park (east side)

gunnera in Fifth Street Park (east side)

Fifth Street Park waterfall pond

Fifth Street Park waterfall pond

big hydrangea at the back of Fifth Street Park

big hydrangea at the back of Fifth Street Park

northeast side of Fifth Street Park

northeast side of Fifth Street Park

lots of Gaura 'Whirling Butterflies' and another of those non blooming cosmos!

lots of Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies’ and another of those non blooming cosmos!

The carousel is further dismantled.

The carousel is further dismantled.

We headed off to the city works yard to dump our debris and get some soil, attending to the northernmost block of planters on the way.

Geranium 'Rozanne' will be battered by the storm.

Geranium ‘Rozanne’ will be battered by the storm.

So pleased my Dianthus 'Charles Musgrave' came back. (with Erysimum 'Bowles Mauve')

So pleased my Dianthus ‘Charles Musgrave’ came back. (with Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’)

my favourite planter of the year

my favourite planter of the year

(Two days later, when we drove through town, the storm had battered the planters so much that this was indeed the last day of a beautiful flower show for 2015.)(Or so we thought!)

Next: getting some soil from our dwindling pile at City Works yard (Allan's photo)

Next: getting some soil from our dwindling pile at City Works yard (Allan’s photo)

after filling the holes (Allan's photo)

after filling the holes (Allan’s photo)

(Allan's photo)

(Allan’s photo)  More room for cosmos next year!

One of the daylilies, which originally came from my garden, will go to Debbie for her Master Gardener plant sale.  The one that got infested with orange montbretia went right into the city debris pile.

Ilwaco

We drove along the port gardens just to check on them.  They must be weeded next week for sure!

at the boatyard

at the boatyard

All we did today was pull the cosmos out of the Port Office garden.

All we did today was pull the cosmos out of the Port Office garden.

at home

I realized at the city works yard that, since the wind had not yet arrived, we could have a campfire.

evening light

evening light

I hope not the last one of the season. (Allan's photo)

I hope not the last one of the season. (Allan’s photo)

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Smokey enjoys a fire.

Smokey enjoys a fire.

He likes his own chair.

He likes his own chair.

I thought the sky promised a good sunset. Instead, it just turned to grey.

I thought the sky promised a good sunset. Instead, it just turned to grey.

how I love a campfire! (Allan's photo)

how I love a campfire! (Allan’s photo)

Smokey in his chair.

Smokey in his chair.

toasted hot dogs followed by buttered corn roasted in foil

toasted hot dogs followed by buttered corn roasted in foil

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

 

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Saturday, September 21, 2013

A beautiful day was the last sort of day I expected.  The forecast had called for rain, some wind, thunderstorms, and small hail.  I expected to sleep and then get caught up on the computer.  Instead, I found myself walking down to the Saturday Market at ten fifteen!

evidence of yesterday's rain

evidence of yesterday’s rain

Just as I took the above photo two houses east of ours, I saw Devery and Tuffy coming toward me on their way to the market, so we walked down together.

It was a social occasion for Tuffy.

It was a social occasion for Tuffy.

Mr. TuffMan

Mr. TuffMan

Devery bought some delicious produce from De Asis.  The sight of okra took her back to her childhood on Saint Kitt’s Island.

at De Asis Produce

at De Asis Produce

Then we parted ways as I went on through the length of the market to take more photos for the Discover Ilwaco page.

More produce from De Asis Farm:

peppers

peppers hot

and sweet

and sweet

The market had about half as many booths as usual.  I bought a hoodie from Blue Crab Graphics…a purple zippered one with Kelly’s design one of our lighthouses on it.  Kelly told me that she had set up in the rain and many vendors had not come.  They would be missing a beautiful day.

new hoodie!

new hoodie!

Further on, the English Nursery booth

Further on, the English Nursery booth

reflective pool by the Shoalwater Cove booth

“reflective pool” by the Shoalwater Cove booth

The pedestrian road called Waterfront Way, which is the market promenade on Saturdays, has a slope toward the middle which provides good reflections after rain.

another booth reflected

another booth reflected

The basket from The Basket Case Greenhouse still looks wonderful in front of the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.  Don waters it frequently and lavishly.

Don's basket

Don’s basket

The ones by the Port Office are good, too, although not as lavishly trailing without Don’s extra watering.

Port Office

Port Office

It’s just as well they don’t trail more or they would hide our garden underneath.  (Some of the garden plants also came from The Basket Case:  Eryngiums, Agastaches, Santolinas, Lavenders, Nepeta, and Cosmos and Salvia Viridis from The Planter Box.)

At the Pink Poppy Bakery booth, Madeline was selling some treats to Jim and Jet Neva.  Jim, great friend of port landscaping, may have retired but is still doing a lot for the port.  He was there to put up the second warning flag for tomorrow’s weather (two red triangle flags equal a gale with winds of 39-54 mph).

Jim and Jet at Pink Poppy Bakery

Jim and Jet at Pink Poppy Bakery

flowers from Pink Poppy Farm

flowers from Pink Poppy Farm

I got two Guinness chocolate cupcakes and some shortbread to share with Allan later, then  checked out the westernmost curbside garden on Howerton.

The business for sale is the Imperial Schooner Restaurant.

The business for sale is the Imperial Schooner Restaurant.

And walked past the boatyard…

boatyard

And on up First Avenue, checking the city planters along the way.

the colourful Portside Café

the colourful Portside Café

My destination was a late breakfast at Olde Towne.  Their window display foretells the imminent arrival of autumn.

at Olde Towne

at Olde Towne

In the way of small towns, I ended up having my meal with our client Ann and local masseuse and baker Diane.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to me, Allan had woken up an hour later than me (lucky to get good sleep!) and gone to the market himself, where he met our friend Donna, her new puppy, Blue, and…some pirates.

Little Blue!

Little Blue!

Donna and the pirates.

Donna and the pirates.

This one looks familiar.

This one looks familiar.

I am sure Queen La De Da had something to do with all this because it was some sort of significant pirate day.  (Talk Like a Pirate Day, I’ll bet.)

While sitting at Olde Towne,  I got a text from Donna that she had Blue over at Judy and Tom’s house.  I had finished my breakfast panini, gulped my coffee, and excused myself in haste so I could hustle home and meet the little pup.

Donna, Blue, and Tom

Donna, Blue, and Tom

Tiny little Blue looked lost in the lawn, which Tom had been unable to mow as often as usual due to weather.

Baby Blue

Baby Blue

After a long visit, during which Allan ambled down to join us (having just returned from the market), I harvested a few things from the garden.  I knew the pole of purple beans in the garden boat would most likely tip over in the wind.

long purple beans

long purple beans

Inspired by the meal yesterday at Himani Indian Cuisine, Allan wanted to make raita.  Maybe because I had found and emailed him a recipe.  So cilantro and mint and a cucumber were harvested for that.  And tomatoes for me and Judy.

The garden looked unkempt but I took most of the afternoon trying to muster the energy to weed three small sections.

sunflowers by the east fence

sunflowers by the east fence

Allan pointed out that when I had sent him out to retrieve Sheila’s hanging vase from  the shed wall after dark the previous evening,  I had neglected to tell him that the photo that reminded me of the vase also showed a big spider.  He noticed the spider when reading the blog later that night!

and the beautiful hanger made by Sheila (New Leaf Plants and Pottery)

vase from New Leaf Pottery…with spider

In the dark, he had gotten tangled up in the web.  Today, the spider was rebuilding.

determination

determination

I miss the vase but it cannot be up there during autumn winds.

A walk around the garden was in order just in case the predicted wind was terribly bad.

Aconitum in back garden

Aconitum in back garden

Verbena bonariensis

Verbena bonariensis

a very nice daylily

a very nice daylily

heavily flowering Fuchsias everywhere

profusely flowering Fuchsias everywhere

From the south end of the garden, I could see the two flags now flying over the port..

gale warning

gale warning

But we had only the slightest breeze and the evening was warm.

late afternoon light

late afternoon light, looking north from the bogsy wood

My usual garden companions had followed me all around.

Smokey

Smokey

(You can see how the back lawn is mostly creeping buttercup.)

Mary

Mary

She's Smokey's mom.

She’s Smokey’s mom.

Suddenly it seemed essential to have the first and possibly last campfire of the season!  I had checked last month with two VIFs (very important local firefighters) and learned that despite a county burn ban it was ok to have a small campfire in one’s own town garden.  Work, and blogging in the evening, had seemed to get in the way of having a fire until now.

At first the wood was steamy from yesterday’s rain.

steamy

steamy

But then it caught very nicely and we had hot dogs and smores for dinner.

a real campfire

a real campfire

Gunnera by the bogsy wood

Gunnera by the bogsy wood

Smokey thought the fire was a great idea.

my shoulder cat

my shoulder cat

During our fire time, not a breath of wind stirred the danger tree almost right overhead.  By next year’s campfire season, we will have dealt with this tree, if the storms don’t do it for us.  Then we won’t have to wait for completely windless nights, as they are rare here.

a quiet danger tree

a quiet danger tree

I collected some kindling from the bogsy wood.

I collected some kindling from the bogsy wood.

And we shared one tall beer featuring Deadliest Catch's Sig Hansen on the bottle.

And we shared one tall beer featuring Deadliest Catch’s Sig Hansen on the bottle.

I had sent last minute messages to Kelly and to Jenna before our spontaneous campfire.  Jenna did not get the message til the next day, and Kelly had to do something else.  We knew Judy and Tom were in for the evening, so it was just me and Allan and the cats…for most of the evening.

no company!

no company!

Light fades behind the alder grove.

Light fades behind the alder grove.

I had left two of the gates open in case Jenna and Don or Kelly showed up.  When it was good and dark and we were letting the fire die down, I looked over Allan’s shoulder and within three feet behind him stood a deer.  I just said “Oh my god!” while I considered whether or not a photo would capture the event and decided that the flash would make everything look too harsh.  “What, WHAT?” Allan exclaimed; “Don’t just say “Oh my GOD! What is it!?”  He later asked me if I had seen any horror movies lately.  I finally told him what was RIGHT behind him and stood up, and the deer scurried away down one of the paths.  A keystone cops in the dark chase ensued with two humans, two flashlights, two open gates and a deer that kept going round and round the dark paths.  We finally got it herded out the side gate to Nora’s driveway, and Allan made a circuit of the yard to make sure the deer had not brought a buddy.

The whole experience, including the deer’s visit, was so enjoyable I wish that we had done it more often.  Now we can only hope for a nice October evening with no wind (because of Danger Tree) to have one more campfire with company.

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