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Saturday, 25 April 2015

Black Lake, Ilwaco

We had to get up EARLY for us, and even then we were twenty minutes late for the Grassroots Garbage Gang beach clean up.  We might have made it on time, for once, had we not been distracted by the end of the Black Lake Fishing Derby.  We had to stop and take a few photos of the last of the boaters at this annual event for children; it had started at 7 AM.  The lake had been stocked with nice big fish the previous week.

Black Lake

Black Lake

fishing from shore

fishing from shore

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Beach Clean Up

cleanup

We started our clean up from the Seaview beach approach, as my knee had been hurting a lot the evening before and even though a wilder area would be more fun, I did not want to have to walk in on a half mile long trail.

check in point on the Seaview approach

check in point on the Seaview approach

looking northeast from the beach

looking northeast from the beach

Looking north, we could see lots of trash-pickers up toward Long Beach, so we turned south.

Looking north, we could see lots of trash-pickers up toward Long Beach, so we turned south.

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We like to see beach cleaners starting young.

Despite the dramatic light and clouds, we were spared any rain or wind.

Despite the dramatic light and clouds, we were spared any rain or wind.

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looking south toward North Head

looking south toward North Head

The beach was strewn with piles of little dead jellyfish, the blue sailed velella velella which had arrived in droves recently.  As they die off, they can create quite a stench.  Fortunately, that part was over.  They were still slippery and squelchy, though.  A book in my collection, Beachcombing the Pacific, says that when velella wash ashore, debris from Japan is not far behind.  Nowadays, debris is likely to be from the tsunami and thus associated with sadness rather than the romanticism of finding a glass fishing float.

drifts of velella

drifts of velella (Allan’s photo)

from Wikepedia.  They are stunningly beautiful when they wash ashore.

from Wikepedia. They are stunningly beautiful when they wash ashore.

From a local Facebook page

From a local Facebook page

drifts of dessicated velella

drifts of dessicated velella

The gulls seemed to find them quite tasty.

The gulls seemed to find them quite tasty.

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Allan’s photo

Allan walked along the edge of the dunes seeking (and finding) debris that had washed up that far in last Thursday’s storm.  We did not find as much debris as usual, however.  Later, the clean up organizer, Shelly Pollock, told us that this length of beach has been adopted by some regular volunteers who have been reliably collecting all the big stuff.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

wild beach peas, Allan's photo

wild beach peas, Allan’s photo

Horse riders are a common sight on our beach.

Horse riders are a common sight on our beach.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

horses

The beach was covered with tire tracks; perhaps there had been clamming earlier in the day.  I do not like driving on the beach for ANY reason other than to pick up trash.  One of the big arguments for beach driving is that seniors and disabled cannot get out there on foot, so perhaps there could be a section of beach open for vehicles with “handicapped parking” stickers.  That is as far as I can concede on that topic.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo:  These are the sort of tracks I do like to see on the beach.

photo by Rose Power: deer tracks

photo by Rose Power: deer tracks

Eight city blocks south of the Seaview approach, Holman Creek flows into the ocean.

creek

looking up Holman Creek

When I lived in Seaview in 1993, this was my favourite place to walk.

When I lived in Seaview in 1993, this was my favourite place to walk.

It is shallow enough at low tide to wade across, with one's shoes off.

It is shallow enough at low tide to wade across, with one’s shoes off.

This time, we did not wade it but instead turned upstream to trash pick along the edge.  Again, we found not much trash compared to previous beach clean ups.

a little further upstream

a little further upstream

Note the car to the right. probably on a valuable mission to pick up the trash bags left by volunteers.

Note the car to the right. probably on a valuable mission to pick up the trash bags left by volunteers.  Any other day, I would feel that having a car there wrecked the photo.

looking south

looking south

gulls having a bath

gulls having a bath

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a flock of noisy birds flew overhead

a flock of noisy birds flew overhead

Their swirling flight pattern made me think they were something like sandpipers.

Their swirling flight pattern made me think they were something like sandpipers.

Allan was still up at the edge of the dunes.

taking a photo of the flying birds

trying to get a photo of the flying birds (didn’t turn out; he says it was just blue sky)

He did get this photo of a woolly bear in the dune grass.

He did get this photo of a woolly bear in the dune grass.

He says he hoped his flying bird landing would be as clear as Mr Tootlepedal's photos.    No...

Later: He says he hoped his flying bird landing would be as clear as Mr Tootlepedal’s photos. No…

Allan

Allan, back to trash picking

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beach grass trying to colonize a new dune

Again, we did not find as much trash as usual, even though we did not see the back-and-forthing footprints of any beach cleaner who might have walked ahead of us.  Finally, along the grassy edge of the dunes, I found a treasure trove of small plastic bits.

lots of little bits of plastic in these grasses

lots of little bits of plastic in these grasses

Just walking on that bit of rough ground got me knee in an uproar.  Fortunately, Allan found me a perfect piece of driftwood to use as a cane (and I used it all the way back!).  A little bird kept us company from the top of a nearby beach pine.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo:  This little bird regaled us with song while we picked up little plastic bits.

Allan’s photo: This little bird regaled us with song while we picked up little plastic bits.

Warning, sad bird carcass photo below, posted to illustrate why we pick up the little bits of plastic. Birds eat them and dead birds have been found with a gut full of plastic bits.  Because they cannot digest the plastic, a bird can starve from eating it.

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little bits of plastic, Allan’s photo

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Allan’s photo

Nearby, we saw a woolly bear on the sand.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

the bear in question

the bear in question

Just as I was about to pick up the woolly bear and take him to the dune grass, a hummer drove up with a volunteer who took a full garbage bag from us.

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Allan’s photo

A lot of erosion took place on the dunes along the creek estuary over the winter.

A lot of erosion took place on the dunes along the creek estuary over the winter.

On the way back, more gulls eating velella.

On the way back, more gulls eating velella.

Some more volunteers were just arriving.

Some more volunteers

These folks speculated that the reason for the lack of trash was that Thursday’s windstorm had buried it, so they walked along poking mounds of sand with their pick-up sticks.

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We met a little dog named Ellie or Alfie.

Of course, I was smitten.

Of course, I was smitten.

The dog was tied to a tonka truck which “slowed him down”, according to his people.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo (omitting the car that was parked right next to this scene)

Just about then, I recalled that I had forgotten to rescue the woolly bear from the sand.  By now, it was seven blocks back, so that mission was abandoned.

Leaving the beach, we drove north to the Peninsula Senior Center for the soup lunch provided for volunteers.

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inside the center

inside the center

volunteer soup servers (Allan's photo)

volunteer soup servers (Allan’s photo)

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Allan’s photo

dessert.  Someone made fudge, and I do dearly love iced animal cookies.

dessert. Someone made fudge, and I do dearly love iced animal cookies. (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Rose Power is in blue.

Rose Power is in blue and is, quite thrillingly for Anglophile me, originally from England.

We sat at a table with local artist Rose Power and shared our best finds.  Ours were both paper.  We had been amused to find, on the beach, a grocery store receipt that spoke of a beach trip.

Note the three pails and shovels and sandwich making food!  And Doritos, of course.

Note the three pails and shovels and sandwich making food! And Doritos, of course.

Allan found a paper brochure for hospice care in Hawaii; it can’t have washed all the way from there!  He also wishes to know what that white piece of plastic is for:

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Allan’s photo

Rose Power found the coolest item: a bottle with a message in it.

Rose Power found the coolest item: a bottle with a message in it.

Rose had gone out to the Klipsan beach and had found much more debris than we had.

Rose picked up all this.

Rose picked up all this.

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Three hundred and twenty five people had signed in at the check points to clean the beach, and we are sure that others had walked out from their beach houses and resorts without signing in.  That is an impressive turnout.

Because the Senior Center is conveniently located right next to Golden Sands Assisted Living, we went to work right after lunch…but that, and a large number of photos of Ed’s new puppy, will be the next post.

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Saturday, 24 January 2015

(January outings, part two)

beach clean up

Today was beach clean up day…

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This meant that after turning into staycation night owls, we had to get up EARLY (for us).  It was not easy, but we managed to get to the Seaview beach approach only 20 minutes late.  Our plan had been to access the beach on a roadway further south…till I realized we had forgotten garbage bags, so we had to go to an official check in point.

Allan's photo: I was met by a cute black labrador.

Allan’s photo: I was met by a cute black labrador.

Allan's photo: signing in

Allan’s photo: signing in

At the check in truck, a photo on display showed why we pick up all the teeny tiny bits of plastic.  Birds eat them.

It is sad.

It is sad to see a bird with a belly full of plastic.

The night high tide had slid up the beach approach almost all the way to where the truck was parked, so there was trash to pick all down the approach road.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo: We found several of these.

Allan’s photo: We found several of these.

Allan's photo: The pile of rope was too big for us.

Allan’s photo: The pile of rope was too big for us.

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Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan picking trash

Allan picking trash

When we are late, and thus walking behind other cleaners, we pretty much end up picking up mostly little plastic bits.  We know it is good for the birds to remove them, yet I always feel it is such an endless task as there is so much more out there in the ocean.

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Allan’s photo….so many plastic bits that birds ingest.

Because we are used to bending over and picking stuff, we moved fast and got ahead to where we found some larger items.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

a pile left for pick up

a pile left for pick up

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That kelp would make great garden fertilizer.

When a cleaner fills a bag, s/he leaves it at the high tide line, and cleanup volunteer vehicles come by to pick the bags up.  This is the ONLY time I do not mind seeing driving on our beach (which is, most unfortunately, a state highway…which I find appalling).

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Usually, seeing tire tracks just spoils a good beach photo.  Today, they are there for a good purpose.  (The only other time I might concede to not minding the beach highway being open is on clamming tides when I suppose it does make the clams much more accessible to hundreds of clammers.  And I think it would be ok to have ONE section of beach, preferably not scenic Seaview, maybe in front of Long Beach, open so that people with disability permits could drive out to see the sea and the sunset.)  This is a terribly controversial point of view to have as beach drivers are adamant about not giving it up and often gets furious at the very idea that maybe the beach would be a more beautiful place without vehicles.  Today, however, I really appreciated seeing the drivers removing the piles of debris.

Volunteers in a cute old truck.

Volunteers in a cute old truck.

Maddeningly (for us), this driver told us he had found glass fishing floats and the orange plastic floats a couple of miles south,  just where I’d been thinking of going till I realized we did not have garbage bags with us!  Next time!

just part of the cool haul

just part of the cool haul

After two hours of picking, we walked back.  By the approach road, we saw two volunteers attacking that huge pile of rope.

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(Allan's photo) A volunteer loads up the dumpster.

(Allan’s photo) A volunteer loads up the dumpster.

Just up the Seaview beach approach road sits the Sou’wester Lodge (between J and L streets) and then The Depot Restaurant (corner of 38th and L), two of our favourite places.  I’d noticed on the drive in that the Depot window box annuals had finally died back.  Allan remembered that I wanted to stop after the beach clean up to clean THEM up.

I have been waiting for these to die!

I have been waiting for these to die!

Tidying those windowboxes had been the very last thing on the work list for 2014.

Tidying those windowboxes had been the very last thing on the work list for 2014.

We then drove about 15 miles or so north to the Moose Lodge in Ocean Park where some regular patrons were already drinking at the bar. The beach clean up volunteers were treated to a soup feed in the dining room.

the Moose Lodge

the Moose Lodge on U Street, Ocean Park

I want a sticker like this for the Grass Roots Garbage Gang website.

I want a sticker like this for the Grass Roots Garbage Gang website.

Three kinds of soup were served.

Three kinds of soup were served: clam chowder, split pea, and chili.

thanks to volunteers

thanks to volunteers

beach volunteers dining

beach volunteers dining

food

Kathleen had come down for the weekend and joined us at table.  Allan tells me I was chewing in all the photos so we won’t see that.  Well, the split pea soup was mighty good.  Okay, just one:

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Klipsan Beach Cottages

We made a stop at Klipsan Beach Cottages to see the garden and to deliver Denny’s very belated birthday present (the traditional six pack of Alaskan Amber ale; his birthday is shortly after Christmas.)

looking in the garden gate

looking in the garden gate

snowdrops

snowdrops

Above, you can see a hole in the decorative deer: storm damage from a fallen branch.

a fine little clump

a fine little clump

crocus

crocus

Although I had no intention of working, I did have to cut some old leaves off of a couple of hellebores.

hellebore

hellebore

hellebore

hellebore

primroses

primroses

primroses and pieris

primroses and pieris

red azalea and stems of 'Tiger Eyes' sumac

red azalea and stems of ‘Tiger Eyes’ sumac

Early narcissisi (maybe 'February Gold' already blooming in the A Frame garden

Early narcissisi (maybe ‘February Gold’ already blooming in the A Frame garden

on our way out, saying goodbye to Mary of KBC (Allan's photo)

on our way out, saying goodbye to Mary of KBC (Allan’s photo)

Golden Sands and Long Beach

We made a brief stop at the Golden Sands Assisted Living garden to just quickly bung in some peony starts that I’d gotten from MaryBeth.  (The best ones had already gone into my own garden.)

Golden Sands courtyard in winter

Golden Sands courtyard in winter

It didn’t look too bad although a couple of the quadrant beds could sure use some mulch.  Later!

On the way to Long Beach, we had a lovely tea break at Kathleen’s Midway cottage.  I was feeling so tired after a mere five hours of sleep that I did not even think to take a photo.

In Long Beach, the planters are showing bits of colour.  I’d made note on the way north that three of them had dead Erysimums so we attended to those on our way through town.

crocus in a Long Beach planter

crocus in a Long Beach planter

planter with crocus and heuchera

planter with crocus and heuchera

The last daytime mission was to take some photos for the Niva green Facebook page.  There is always much of interest in Heather Ramsay’s New, Inspired, Vintage, Artful and ecologically green shop.

outside NIVA green

outside NIVA green

items made from license plates

items made from license plates

decorative items

decorative items

a robot dog lamp sort of thing.  K9?

a robot dog lamp sort of thing. K9?

gifts

one of Heather's lamps

one of Heather’s lamps

On the way out of the Long Beach, I just had to check on Fifth Street Park.  Woe betide us, it looked rather a mess.

Sedum Autumn Joy blocking the view of very early narcissi and crocus

Sedum Autumn Joy blocking the view of very early narcissi and crocus…and a carpet of shotweed and the ever annoying little wild allium mixed in with the catmint

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and quite a messy tangle of ornamental grass on the lawn...

and quite a messy tangle of ornamental grass on the lawn…

Sadly, I felt that this would compel us to emerge from staycation before the end of January as I simply could not stand the thought of it looking so bad.  (That night, in fact, I dreamt that the park was a mess before two crucial late summer holiday weekends.)  We’d wait till a weekday, though.

Meanwhile, we drove on home where we had a very few hours to relax before going out again to another musical evening at the Sou’wester.

 

 

 

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Saturday, 19 April 2014

At 8 AM (far too soon considering I rarely manage to sleep before 2 AM), I woke to wind battering the house, torrential rain, and a chill in the air that required the very unusual move of turning on the furnace early.  I left Allan a note on the bathroom counter to avoid waking him up with the news:

I really did not feel well and had been recently exposed to a friend's cold!

I really did not feel well and had been recently exposed to a friend’s cold.

However, at 10:30 I woke up again and looked at the Facebook profile of Shelly Pollock, the organizer of the GrassRoots Garbage Gang beach clean ups.  She wrote something so optimistic (as the storm raged with winds over 30 mph) that I felt a pang of guilt and got up, waking Allan from a sound sleep.  I feel attached to the Garbage Gang because I helped them make their Facebook page and because Shelly is such a good person.

By 11:30, with rain still pouring down, we were parked on 30th Street in Seaview….

by this pretty overgrown garden...

by this pretty garden…

…ready to begin our walk to the beach.

west end of 30th

west end of 30th

On the way, I dropped off a bag of scilla bulbs at a friend's cottage (having warned her that they are rampant).

On the way, I dropped off a bag of scilla bulbs at a friend’s cottage (having warned her that they are rampant).

And the rain stopped!

at the end of the block, a house with clematis on the porch lattice...

at the end of the block, a house with clematis on the porch lattice…

and a serious deer fence.

and a serious deer fence.

the end of the driving road

the end of the driving road

30th is not an official check in point, so we brought our own bags.

30th is not an official beach clean up check-in point, so we brought our own bags.

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Holman Creek, along the path to the beach

Holman Creek, along the path to the beach

path, also a fire lane

path, also a fire lane

wild beach pea

wild beach pea

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where the Discovery Trail crosses Holman Creek

where the Discovery Trail crosses Holman Creek

wild strawberries in the dune grass

wild strawberries in the dune grass

Allan pauses on the path to pick up our first trash find, some beer bottles.

Allan pauses on the path to pick up our first trash find, some beer bottles.

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Tiny coloured bits of plastic are tedious to pick.

Tiny coloured bits of plastic are tedious to pick.

Picking up dozens of little bits of plastic delays the satisfaction of filling a bag.  However, it is important because these tiny fragments are hazardous to beach birds, who mistake them for food.

The wind was still fierce and our large garbage bags whipped about with vigor.

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We were glad when one of the event’s volunteer drivers, Handy Dave, stopped so we could get some of the smaller bags.  He told us he had been planning to work today but had seen that they were short on drivers so had volunteered after all.

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He had an interesting tray in the back of his truck.

He had an interesting find in the back of his truck.

possibly from Japan.

possibly from Japan.

Allan likes to look for trash right along the edge of the dunes.

Allan likes to look for trash right along the edge of the dunes.

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one perfectly good boot

one perfectly good boot

the hauling away of a trashed tractor tire

the hauling away of a trashed tractor tire

Other than Dave and the people hauling that tire away, we saw no other beach cleaners, and there was more trash left for us than usual.  We tend to get to the clean up half an hour after its usual 9:30 AM start, and for this one I had been sure we would be on time for once as it started at 10:30 due to an early clam digging tide.  The weather made us an hour late anyway, but I don’t think anyone had been down that stretch of beach other than us and some people who were there for other reasons.

clammers

clammers

surf fishing

and surf fishing

There is a warning on for later this weekend.

There is a warning on for later this weekend.

We found four good sized bags of trash.  A lot of it was buried by the strong wind, as was this pile of kelp.

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We worked our way south, then turned back after an hour and a half of picking in order to get to the exciting afternoon events in Long Beach town.  As we walked back, and cars drove by, I reflected on how I rarely go to this beach recreationally because I so dislike being passed by vehicles in such a natural, would be peaceful environment.

trucks and cars all over the place

trucks and cars all over the place

Maybe there should be beach driving permits for disabled people.  That seems to be the big heartfelt argument brought up in support of beach driving (along with “It’s always been this way.”)  And maybe an exception for clamming weekend….It would be felt that too many of the poor clams would escape the clam gun if folks could not drive to get them.  Other than that, other than the support drivers who pick of trash bags on beach clean up days, I wish that no matter what people are up to out here, they would park and walk in.  In my 21 years here, I have had occasion to read comments in guestbooks of various hotels, and disappointment at finding vehicles on the beach is a strong theme.  I’ve also had at several of my women friends tell me it is creepy and scary to be alone on the beach and have a car drive by.  Sometimes it does not feel safe.

Opposition to beach driving  is not a popular opinion for a local to have and when a newcomer writes a letter to the editor on the topic, much pro-beach driving responses ensue.

In summer, a stretch of beach from Seaview to Long Beach is closed.  It is not the prettiest stretch of beach.  (That’s down by Beard’s Hollow, in my opinion.)  The beaches at Cape Disappointment State Park are non-driving beaches but harder to get to than the beaches by our string of beach towns.

From Trip Advisor:  “You can drive on the beach here which is nuts but very very fun.”   There you go.

Sea birds may or may not agree with me.

Sea birds may or may not agree with me.

Along the stretch of beach that we had already thoroughly cleaned, I found a bit of trash thrown from one of the vehicles that passed me.  I chased it down, the powerful wind blowing it just out of reach like a comedy routine.

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sigh...

sigh…

We had been free of the rain the whole time we picked up trash.  As we began to walk east along the Holman Creek trail, the rain returned in force.

walkng east

walking east

rain

rain pelting the creek

rain pelting the creek

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leaning alders

leaning alders

elderberry in bloom

elderberry in bloom

My calves ached from beach walking.  I hustled as fast as I could to get back to the van so that we would make it to the Clam Festival in time.  On the way north to Long Beach, I wondered if the festivities would be seriously dampened by the weather.

Pacific Highway near the Long Beach welcome sign

Pacific Highway near the Long Beach welcome sign

What hope for the clam festival??

What hope for the clam festival??

We had already heard that the heavy morning wind had destroyed two Saturday Market tents at the Port of Ilwaco and blown another up and over the shops and that the market (meant to be a stop on the Clam Festival Treasure Map) had been cancelled.  Would the same fate await the outdoor events in Long Beach?

I hope anyone who came looking for the market found their way into Don Nisbett's Art Gallery.

I hope anyone who came looking for the market found their way into Don Nisbett’s Art Gallery.

No matter what happened with the weather, we were determined to see the mayor cut the ribbon on the World’s Largest Spitting Clam and we knew that at least a few hardy souls would show up.

 

 

 

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5 July:  I think Friday was the longest day…We had to get up early (for us) to get to the beach clean up, and yet we were half an hour late as we always are, rolling in to the sign in point at ten instead of nine thirty.

Beach Clean Up  10-11:30 AM

The Grass Roots Garbage Gang has three beach cleanups a year.  The biggest one, because of massive fireworks on the beach, is on July 5th every year.

signing people in at Seaview approach

signing people in at Seaview approach

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Seaview approach road

Seaview approach road

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beach clean

beach clean

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clean

 dangerous campfire remnants

dangerous campfire remnants

Allan and another volunteer compare their finds

Allan and another volunteer compare their finds

a bag already filled

a bag already filled

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supervisor

supervisor

Birds benefit from having a clean beach.

Birds benefit from having a clean beach.

amazing plants grow in the sand...

amazing plants grow in the sand…

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clean

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As well as picking up on foot, volunteers drive the beach to pick up the bags as they are filled.

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We usually stay at the clean up longer and then go to the soup feed, but on this day we had too much work to do so had to go to….

Long Beach: 11:40 til 4:00

The Long Beach planters could have waited for one more day to be watered, but doing so on Saturday would have been madness.  Allan turned on the water in the Sid Snyder Drive beach approach planters (which have soaker hose) while I started watering the planters downtown.  I was hoping the street tree gardens would not also need watering, but poking at the soil revealed that they were dry, so Allan started on that when he got to town.

I can certainly see the difference in the Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ that I forgot to cut back, and that has now fallen open, and the nice tidy ones that I cut back in mid May.

not cut back...and cut back

not cut back…and cut back

It is just coincidence when a burnt orange California poppy blooms with a yellow flower and a pink one with a pink flower….

happy coincidences

happy coincidences

I don’t think I have ever seen the town so full of people.

crowds everywhere

crowds everywhere

This meant we got our extra share of compliments…and also saw some extra planter sitting;  it does pain me to see someone sitting right on a plant.

o the pain!

o the pain!

The Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ bloomed just in time to look like fireworks for the big holiday weekend.  I have removed it from most of the planters, but the owner of Wind World Kites loves it in the planter in front of his shop and doesn’t mind being somewhat hidden behind it.

Wind World Kites

Wind World Kites

Cute Alert!  I was photographing a cute Yorkie for the blog (the one on the bottom step is Gilly, 4 1/2 pounds, age ten) and another puppy wanted to get in the picture.

for Judy

for Judy

The painted sage down by Home at the Beach was looking grand, as was, as always, their storefront display.

Home at the Beach

Home at the Beach

Salvia viridis (painted sage)

Salvia viridis (painted sage)

Bees were buzzing all over the planters…

Salvia 'May Night' and golden oregano

Salvia ‘May Night’ and golden oregano (no visible bees but they were there!)

Geranium 'Rozanne'

Geranium ‘Rozanne’

sedums

sedums

We have further lost the bench on the northernmost west side planter, but with bees all over the lavender and Helichrysum I am not about to cut it back yet.

Uh oh.

Uh oh.

A sad moment:  I found a big finger blight on the northernmost east side planter.  Someone had stolen the new Dianthus ‘Raspberry Ripple’ in its full beauty.  I happened to have with me three red Dianthus for Veterans Field which we had not planted because we could not find parking anywhere near there, so one of them went in as a replacement but it is not nearly as special.

finger blight! and repair

finger blight! and repair

We finished out Long Beach by turning off the soaker hoses on Sid Snyder.  All the planters used to have soaker hoses but they never got the soil uniformly wet, some plants struggled, and I prefer the quick connect hose watering method we use now on the main street.  It also enables us to wash salt wind and car dust off of the plants.

We parked at the Kite Museum where I deadheaded their garden and felt very disappointed in how it is looking.  I have not had time to check on it and it has not filled in well at all.  This is a difficult time of year to add plants, but we must…I know the staff will keep it watered.  I blame the wind…or the lack of the gardener’s shadow (said to be the best fertilizer…that is to say, we have not looked at it enough).

not satisfactory

not satisfactory

Then we were off to Ilwaco.

Ilwaco 4:00-8:30

Our first garden on Howerton was by Queen La De Da’s Art Castle.  Jenna has been keeping it watered for us.  I think the wind is the culprit for the state of some of the poppies, rather than finger blight.

unseasonable wind

unseasonable wind

We checked on and weeded all the Howerton gardens that we care for and the Port Office garden.  (You can tell which ones we do because almost all “ours” have Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’!)

at Howerton and Elizabeth

at Howerton and Elizabeth

After Howerton, I finally finished weeding the boatyard.  At last!  After pecking away on it all week, it did get done in time for Ilwaco’s big fireworks Saturday.  Allan had to bucket water the Ilwaco planters and then rejoined me and watered the boatyard garden.

looking good in the evening

looking good in the evening

santolina

santolina

Santolina is another way to recognize our gardens.

Santolina is another way to recognize our gardens.

pinky purple

pinky purple

looking south..the end in sight

looking south..the end in sight

Penstemon 'Burgundy Brew'

Penstemon ‘Burgundy Brew’

many weeds and spent California poppies

many weeds and spent California poppies

I clipped some of the California poppies that had flopped onto the sidewalk; they will flower again from the base.

orange and blue

orange and blue

Allan watering

Allan watering

And…the lovely view from the very end of the boatyard garden, looking south at dusk.

twilight

twilight

We just had time before dark to make a last stop at the Shoalwater Cove Gallery garden and deadhead the lupines.  We can see our house from there.   With just enough light left to water some pots and the containers in the greenhouse, we got home.  I think that July 5th now qualifies as this year’s longest work day…and the reward?  Two days off!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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