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Sunday, 27 May 2018

I had today and tomorrow to get as much weeding done as possible.

My coppicing of Leycesteria ‘Golden Lanterns’ seemed to have killed it.  After tripping on the stump, again, I asked Allan to cut it to the ground.

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Of course, the next day I saw that Leycesteria ‘Jealousy’, which had looked just as dead, was putting out one new gold leaf.  Fortunately, Jealousy had made a healthy new runner or seedling before it died.  I will have to buy myself a new Golden Lanterns, next time I see one for sale somewhere (probably not here on the peninsula, sorry to say).

The only part of the garden that looks pretty good is the front garden and the area of the bogsy wood that I weeded awhile back:

The rest has gone to Helena Handbasket.

Last Saturday, when Kilyn and Peter visited, you could still sort of see that a tunnel existed in the salmonberry grove.  This week, it had closed up.

I clipped it open again.

Allan did a wonderful thing for me.  I asked him to cut back the Lonicera fragrantissima, which he did.  I had planted it next to a big old rhododendron which dominated the west bed, and with the rhodo gone (it blocked our view of the Cape Disappointment hill), the winter blooming honeysuckle hid too much of the inner garden.  I had planted its offspring (from suckering) around the edges of the garden so now this one could come down.

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after (Allan’s photo)

Meanwhile, I weeded in a frenzy.  The center bed is being particularly difficult because it needed and did not get mulch this past year.  The other beds are lighter and fluffier.  See the compost bins in the background?  First destination when I can sift some is the center bed.

Allan mowed; the grass was long.

When he was this far along….

…with just the back area yet to do, I have found that I could rock the stump of the Lonicera with the strong shovel.  I took over the mowing when Allan kindly agreed to dig it out for me.  After:

Look what a wonderful view into that bed now, and across to the Ceanothus ‘Oregon Mist’. (Blue, way in the background in another bed.)

Later…Skooter wishes for another campfire, perhaps.

Allan decided he had better go water the Ilwaco Community Building; it had been warm and dry and windy today.  I asked another task of Allan; would he please take some water to one cluster of new plants at the port.  He did, and a good thing, too.

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[As I write this the following Tuesday, I am fretting that we should have, and did not, water those plants again today.]

At the community building:

Libertia and alliums

Allium schubertii

the tiered garden

Allium moly ‘Jeannine’

tiered garden edge, white California poppies

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Meanwhile, folks continued to have fun on Black Lake.

Tomorrow, Allan will have a boating day in Oregon.  He has certainly earned it.

In the evening, we watched at episode of the excellent Shetland mystery series, which we got from the library on the recommendation of an astute blog reader.  And then I actually had time, because I can sleep in tomorrow, to watch an hour long episode of Gardeners’ World from 2016 (episode 29).

I got to tour a gobsmacking Welsh garden.

A beautiful house:

This is the pond I want!

How can I have this? What is it made of?

In another segment, I reflected, as I used to do when watching the Ground Force gardening show, how much I wished we could get gravel of this warm tan colour:

I long for it, but all we can get here is dull grey gravel.

 

 

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Saturday, 1 July 2017

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Frosty, with Calvin far below.


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Calvin enters at stage right.

Just for Skooter fans:  He loves to get in the bathtub and lick drips from the faucet.
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I was happy that it’s now only two weeks until the garden tour that I’m so looking forward to.

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After an early afternoon walk through the Saturday Market, and a revitalizing slice of chocolate marble cake from Pink Poppy Bakery, I tackled the stink-mint corner.  By which I mean the north east corner of the front garden, in which an annoyingly scented mint-like weed, with square stems and small pink flowers, whose name I learned and then forgot, is rampant.

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I also planted the dahlias that Todd had dropped off, mostly in the garden boat.

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The smallest one is shaggy pink Park Princess, which I had years ago in Seattle and loved.


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in the back garden, after watering.  Louisiana iris…


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in the bogsy woods: Has that alder always leaned so much?


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found some old photos.  Yes…maybe. (January 2012)

A stick of a very expensive (for me anyway) tree, which has sat bare since a hot day last summer when every leaf fell of its brand newness in my garden, has new foliage emerging!  Good for me about procrastinating for a year on pulling it out.

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Albizia ‘Summer Chocolate’ might revive.


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In the evening, I had to leave the fragrance of Nicotiana ‘Fragrant Cloud’ to attend the fireworks display at the port.

Sunday, 2 July 2017

my day

Midmorning was grey with a strong, cold wind whipping through the garden.  I took the opportunity to finish my book.

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a favourite author of mine

This passage, about Nick, a British actor, being asked to win over a stage actor, amused me because I was once married to a Leedsman.  He could put on a posh BBC accent that worked wonders when dealing with any problem over the phone.

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Actor Nick is going to play the film role of a beloved children’s book author and illustrator who recently died.  I liked this description of the author/artist’s home:

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This is the second time in recent weeks that I have read a reference to the “stranger comes to town” classic plotline.

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I finished the book.  I am in trouble because many books arrived from the library and reading time is scarce in summer.  (It would be less scarce if I stopped blogging.  But I love blogging.)

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to read

The weather had warmed up and the garden called.

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Leaves brought down by wind made it look like autumn instead of July.


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Cats were waiting.


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into the back garden


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My Smokey loves a gardening day.  Or a reading day.


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His fur is exceptionally plush and soft.

Without any warning to myself, I suddenly decided it was time to start edging the garden.

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Allan’s day

Allan watered at the Ilwaco Community Building for the first time this year.

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poppies that had dried up….


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after a tad bit of editing

Black Lake

Allan’s reward for working on Sunday was a sail around Black Lake with his “yacht club” boat..

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at the Black Lake yacht club

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lots of other boaters

A very rude man yelled at Allan to “delete that photo” when his family’s boat was included in a scenic shot.  Allan had been pleased to see that the boat was a Hobie, like his own that he takes on fancier boating trips.  The man was so aggressive that Allan went along with it.  I wouldn’t have; I’d have paddled or sailed away top speed because I am tremendously opposed to being told what to do.  (Thus: a lifetime of self employment.)  The rather entertaining part of the exchange was that Allan told the rude and awful man that he takes photos of the lake scenes for the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page.  “Where’s Ilwaco?” said Mr. Threats and Bluster.  “You’re in it,” said Allan, but Mr. Rudeness seemed unable to understand even that much.

By the way, Mr. Horrible Man from Kennewick, it is perfectly legal to take photos of you in your boat when you have plopped yourself into the middle of a public park.

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dock picnic


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fog rolling in

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The wind had been tremendously noisy and irksome back home in the garden, so it was good that a sailor got some use from it.  When he returned home, he kindly dumped my three wheelbarrows of sod.

 

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Note: If you enjoyed Allan’s recent Audubon trip to Long Island with author Robert Pyle, you might want to go back to that post and read the two post-trip messages (now added to the end) from the organizers. 

Saturday, 3 June 2017: Allan’s Day

Friends of Willapa trail clean up

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A map in the Headquarters Unit showing protected lands and their recreational features.

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Today (Saturday) the gate was open. The trails are accessible even when the gate is closed

I was there to help perform maintenance on the Cutthroat Creek trail as organized by the Friends of Willapa National Wildlife Refuge.

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Pre-cut steps ready to dig in. They’re pre-drilled for a couple of two-foot rebar chunks to ‘nail’ them down.

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Supervisor Jackie and the first of many series of steps on this trail.

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Jackie and some of the asphalt installers

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The pink flag meant work. Here’s a new step almost ready for a piece of asphalt.

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A fungi party parallels the trail.

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Natural steps are sometimes in place.

I found that the log installation was going well. I thought an undrilled log could support a wiggling step. I learned it would just be a hazard later if it rolled underfoot so I packed in soil instead.

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I beat up some old clippers slowly cutting a step top. It’s better to score, bend and break.

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Some more steps going in

At this point I found myself hauling shingles to try to keep the shinglers shingling. Pruners were cutting and others were hauling but when hugging shingles, it wasn’t easy taking pictures and besides, I wanted to look busy.

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Maybe bark later when this muddy spot dries out.

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This fungi party extends off into the forest.

The logs are nearly done, some more need to be made, and the asphalters are near the end of the trail.

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Todd ahead as someone behind asked us to pose for a picture. Then I turned around and followed instructions to be included in a photo.

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Our ‘Garden Gang’ Todd who’s been doing this for years.

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Yumm, and I thought we had to bring our own.

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Maybe about twenty volunteers who have been making the Willapa a better place to visit.




Black Lake

Todd went right to work after the Cutthroat trail project. I went home (it’s supposed to be a day off after all).

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The kids in this book I was reading were figuring out how to sail on a frozen lake with their sledges. It had something to do with an expedition to the ‘North Pole ‘ that would be at the north end of the lake.

We had a good wind from the north, so later I went to practice at our local Black Lake. There is no walking or working out when you’re in a sailboat, unless the wind dies.

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Tucked under a tree by the generous permission of the land owner who likes to promote sailboats on the lake. The other two ‘yacht club’ boats have yet to be used by their owners.

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If the boat works sideways, it should work keel side down.

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Years ago, Ilwaco City Hall had an extra rhododendron which Skyler recommended they plant at the lake. Here it is on the east side.

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Downwind to the furthest tip.

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Now to sail back, step off on shore, and NOT use the oars. I’ve done it once in eight outings. That’s why I installed oarlocks.

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A flowering salal where it should be, in its natural state.

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Tried to grab the camera and get a horizon shot with the mast leaned way over. To do that I have to let go of lines and or rudder. The boat straightens up and, well, maybe it doesn’t lean over all that much.

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The top speed was all of five and a half mph, easier than running or rowing.

The landing is to the right, just beyond the grass. The shore blocks the breeze. It takes inertia to glide in. Too slow and the boat looses steerage and drifts into the hazards.

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Smooth water, no breeze near the landing.

I grabbed the camera, got the shot,  but in letting go of stuff I drifted into the island.

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Rippled water out in the lake meant there was enough wind to try again. I pushed off the island but didn’t row.

I put the camera down and went around again, and again, for an hour. The challenge was to not to paddle. The kids in Ransome’s books don’t paddle without good reason.

When I got home and was asked “How was the trip”, I thought that spending an hour circling the landing was the highlight of the trip. “That doesn’t sound very productive.” I thought I’d try to illustrate it here.

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A google map with the challenge highlighted.

In chess, there is a fifty move rule where the game is a draw if no piece is captured or a pawn moved. Time spent learning how to win an endgame is productive if you want to get the game over.

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White can checkmate, or it’s a draw if white isn’t careful.

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…success

 

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Sunday, 30 April 2017

From inside the house, I could see this on a bamboo pole:

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Allan’s photos

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‘We figured it belonged to baby Celestine down the street, who is often taken for a buggy ride past our house, so we dropped it on her porch.  Celestine is too young to have put it on the pole herself.

Ilwaco boatyard

My goal was to get an edge put on the back of the south strip of boatyard garden.  This could only be done on the weekend when we know boats won’t be coming in and out of the yard.

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before: 11:30 AM

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11:30 AM

We pushed ourselves hard because of an upcoming afternoon event.

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1:30 PM

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1:30 PM

Allan had also done some string trimming at the north end:

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It is a busy work area by the boats.

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just along the edges behind the garden

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debris

Allan dropped me at home so I could dig and box up some plants while he dumped the debris, and then we gathered our sign and earth flag and rushed over to Black Lake for the

Indivisible Climate Change Rally and Plant Exchange

The idea was that Joe Chasse and Allan would boat around the lake with earth flag and signage.  Joe’s heavy wooden sign on a small barge turned out to be too heavy to tow easily…

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So he brought it up to join the rest of us who were picketing along the street.

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Joe is a veteran and worked for years on boats, mostly in Alaska, and he knows the importance of the Coast Guard.

 

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We are legion.

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Allan did successfully sail (and row) with the earth flag.

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Allan left the flag with me and rowed back to the other end where he’d left the van.

Gwen, who organized this rally,  wrote: “It was a lovely day to be out on the streets smiling at folks as they drove by. Denny counted 70 cars in 10 minutes times 2 hours. That’s over 800 cars with an average of 2 passengers. Good audience for our smiles and poster work. Methinks there should be more poster work ahead and more pop up rallies on sunny days. The plant exchange was bountiful as well. Thanks to everyone who showed up today.”

After an hour and 45 minutes holding our signs, we had our little plant exchange.

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Gwen and Robert’s doggie.

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Allan’s photo

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Allan’s photo

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Gwen gave me a pin that I love.

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When we went home to pick up our work trailer, we gave an impromptu tour to our friend Gene and his companion who had just stopped by.  Although the garden is embarassingly weedy, they seemed to enjoy it.

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Ilwaco Community Building

Allan and I got back to work, first with some deadheading at the community building that turned into a whole lot of weeding when we saw how much horsetail and bindweed had popped up.

Life Flight came over to the hospital just to the north and took off again post haste, meaning someone was having a terrible day.

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The community bulding with Life Flight coming in for a landing.

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Allan’s photo

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deadheads with bindweed (Allan’s photo)

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Life Flight leaving (Allan’s photo)

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I complained vociferously about the bindweed, horsetail, salal, and way too much heather, four reasons why I had resisted taking on this job. The upside of the job is that the library is in this building. I find it meaningful for the library to have a beautiful garden.

There are still too damn many flat, scratchy heathers, though, and it’s beyond me why anyone would plant the vigorously running salal where it can entwine with other plants.

boatyard again

We returned to the boatyard to string trim the newly weeded edge.

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repeat photo of before

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tonight

Now we just have to find time before Saturday to finish weeding the garden…

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damnable horsetail

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We are counting on the predicted five weekdays of good weather to get all gardens as perfect as possible before next Saturday and Sunday’s parades.

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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.

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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

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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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beach

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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December 2014

Allan’s first staycation project, which I thought some of you might enjoy seeing, began in December when I bought a toaster oven and then realized we had no good place to put it.  We searched local anitque stores to no avail for the perfect piece of kitchen furniture before we realized we had one right at home in the winter-messy plant storage area outside.

Testing: Yes, the microwave and oven both fit.

December 1:  Testing: Yes, the microwave and oven both fit.

December 4: It's in Allan's shop

December 4: It’s in Allan’s shop with a new top made from fence top trimmings we saved from a friend’s burn pile.

tiling the top to make it more toaster oven safe; tiles left over from my Seattle house

tiling the top to make it more toaster oven safe; tiles left over from my Seattle house

all done and drying

all done and drying

by mid December, in the kitchen with a tiled and wider top

by mid December, in the kitchen with a tiled and wider top

January 2015

The bigger project took place in January when we were not as distracted by holiday events.  I had had a sudden brainstorm about the silly little buffet shelf or whatchamacallit that wrapped around the counter behind the stove.  It might have been a nice place to have breakfast with a view of the garden, but in the darkest part of the house with no view at all it had just become a clutter depository.

January 2nd, the old wraparound shelf with massive clutter

January 2nd, the old wraparound shelf with massive clutter

The most useful part of the underneath was a space for our shoe driers.

The most useful part of the underneath was a space for our shoe driers.

I moved my shoe and boot clutter into my own closet and repurposed the white shelf, painted green, as a table by my living room chair.  It has sentimental value to me, as it was made by my old friend Montana Mary‘s mother.

the end of the curve-around shelf

the end of the curve-around shelf

Allan supported the shelf with various things while he got ready to tear it out.

ready to go

ready to go, supported by buckets and bits of wood

On January 2nd, out it goes.

On January 2nd, out it goes.

gone

gone

and in go some pre-made cupboards.

and in go some pre-made cupboards.

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For a few days, it stayed like this as he was working on the top out in his shed.

For a few days, it stayed like this as he was working on the top out in his shed.

pieces clamped together in the shed

pieces clamped together in the shed to add a veneer to the sides. The shorter cupboards also had to be made taller.

staining the doors

staining the doors

back in the kitchen, raising the smaller cupboards to be even

back in the kitchen, raising the smaller cupboards to be even

installing the new plywood top

installing the new plywood top

laying out the tile

with the drawers and doors installed, laying out the tile

I had enough blue tile left over from my Seattle house to do the top of the new cupboards and the top of the microwave table.  I’d had that box of tile down here since 1992, and I knew it would come in handy some day.

The end cupboards would not get to have doors as they ended up being the space for the shoe driers and cat food box.

grouting

grouting and laying in decorative tiles

We had a tile (second from left) of Astoria from a Sunday Market artist, and Allan went to the Don Nisbett Art Gallery for four more art tiles, including a triptych of the Port of Ilwaco.

grouting

grouting

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With the counter done and everything put away in new drawers and behind cupboard doors, it all looks so nice and tidy, and I intend to keep it that way.

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Wednesday, 14 January, 2015

With the project done, Allan rewarded himself with a sail on Black Lake.  Those of you who made it this far can join the reward via his photos.

Black Lake Yacht Club

Black Lake Yacht Club

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waterbird with the cheap little pocket cam

waterbird with the cheap little pocket cam

Houses overlook the lake on one side only.

Houses overlook the lake on the west side only.

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the north end of the lake

the north end of the lake

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west side

west side

Most of rest of Allan’s non recreational staycation time would be spent doing paperwork for taxes, not the sort of project that leads to the satisfaction of seeing nice new cupboards in the kitchen.  It already feels like staycation is going to end too soon.  (By my age, my mother had already been retired for five years.  We are not there yet.)

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I am trying to just read, and read, and read on staycation this year.  December, however, is not the most read-alicious month as there are so many colourful events going on here on the Long Beach Peninsula.  I think January will be more the solid reading month.

Sunday, 7 December 2014

I so much wanted to spend the day reading, but the warm and sunny weather required me to spend the day weeding and clipping instead.

before and after in the back garden

before and after in the back garden

Allan went boating on Black Lake with his friend Chris in beautiful, summer-like weather.

Allan: A portion of a used boat collector's garage. Two boats visible with assorted sails. The source of my last summer's fun green/white sailboat at the Black Lake Yacht Club" (which consisted of Chris and Allan and two small boats).

Allan: “A portion of a used boat collector’s garage. Two boats visible with assorted sails. The source of my last summer’s fun green/white sailboat at the Black Lake Yacht Club” (which consisted of Chris and Allan and two small boats).

Chris decided not to take this boat.

through the windshield: driving to the Black Lake dock

through the windshield: driving to the Black Lake dock

The red boat is Allan's.

Launching at the dock.  The red boat is Allan’s.

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Chris trying out Allan’s boat under sail

 

After that photo, the day went pear-shaped as Allan, while trying out Chris’s boat, went partway into the water, drowning a camera and his old iPhone.  The result was that we hurried across the river on…

Monday, 8 December

…to buy a new iPhone 6 for me while Allan upgraded to my iPhone 4S.   He generously offered me the new phone as I use it more.  I was not thrilled to go across the bridge because of the weather forecast:

dire warnings!

dire warnings!

No photos were taken as it was a rush around to three stores to find the phone in stock and because, until I got my lovely new phone in hand, I was disgruntled to lose a quiet reading day to phone and grocery shopping  We encountered a friend over there who told us her husband had made her feel guilty for over two weeks for dropping her phone in the water, so I guess Allan got off easy with just two hours of kvetching.

We barely got back before the first storm of the week hit, and went to dinner with Marla, who had decided to spend a couple more days here.  (She and I were both afraid that if we took the elevator to [pickled fish] restaurant, the power would go out in the 50 mph wind and we’d be stuck, and I am too decrepit to easily go down three flights of stairs.  We both loved that we had both thought of the most horribilizing possibility and happily went off to a first floor restaurant, Castaways, downtown.)  

Castaways:  We had the dining room to ourselves while a minor windstorm raged outside.

Castaways: We had the dining room to ourselves while a minor windstorm raged outside.

our Marla

our Marla and my margarita

The "loaded" baked potato soup was quite good.

The “loaded” baked potato soup was quite good.

I ordered a Caesar wrap and got a Caesar salad; it was tasty.

I ordered a Caesar wrap and got a Caesar salad; it was tasty.

Allan's burger met with his approval.

Allan’s burger met with his approval.

We walked Marla back to her hotel around the corner and could barely stay on our feet in the wind.  On the way back, we got some photos of a beautiful Ilwaco window:

Griffin Gallery window on First Avenue

Griffin Gallery window on First Avenue

window detail

window detail

Wednesday, 10 December 2014

At last I had a reading day on Tuesday.  (Eventually I will write an entry about staycation reading.)  On Wednesday, the entire Peninsula began hunkering down because the forecast called for 90 mph winds, and reputable meteorologists warned us that the Peninsula would take the brunt of a hurricane force storm.  Based on my memories of the 2007 storm, I expected to perhaps be out of power for a couple of days.  We had our lantern batteries and plenty of books.  I decided to sacrifice some reading time to decorating our first ever artificial Christmas tree while we still had electricity.

more dire warnings

more dire warnings

The tree: next year, I want to add more multicoloured lights.

The tree: next year, I want to add more multicoloured lights.

Just like last year, I had pondered skipping the tree ritual, and am glad I did not.  I am particularly enjoying not having to remember to water it every day and expect to find in the future that having an artificial tree on hand will make the decision to decorate it very easy..

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The tree comes complete with berries, pine cones, and frosted tips.

The tree comes complete with berries, pine cones, and frosted tips.

the peach ornament that dates back to my grandma's childhood

the peach ornament that dates back to my grandma’s childhood

Nancy from the Basket Case sent me a message asking us to join them for burger night at the Depot.  Who could resist?  Thus Wednesday became a tree decorating, Depot dining, Survivor watching non-reading day.

At the Depot on Wednesday nights, one checks off the ingredients desired on one's burger.

At the Depot on Wednesday nights, one checks off the ingredients desired on one’s burger.

Basket Case Fred & Nancy

a happy time with Basket Case Fred & Nancy

Thursday, 11 December 2014

  The local museum closed for the day and the public schools also closed so that children would not be traveling home in the wind, which was expected to arrive at 2 PM and blow till 10 PM.  At one o’ clock, we drove to the port to get photos of the unusual sight of the hurricane-force warning flags flying over the Port Office.

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Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

We had not had the chance to see both these ominous flags together before.

We had not had the chance to see both these ominous flags together before.

photo courtesy Nisbett Gallery; Don was prepared for the storm.

photo courtesy Nisbett Gallery; Don was prepared for the storm.

We visited with Don for awhile and marveled that there was still very little wind….

peaceful view from inside the gallery door

peaceful view from inside the gallery door

And then came a heavy rainstorm, and then a rainbow.

rainbow over the gear shed

rainbow over the gear shed

When the wind finally began to roar at about 3 PM, we had a five hour storm.  The gusts were just over 80 mph at the Coast Guard station not far from us.  Delightfully for us, we never did lose power as it seemed the storm chose to hit much harder on the Olympic and Kitsap Peninsulas, where thousands had to do without electricity for the night.

The next day we checked around for damage and the only thing we found was one roof tile in neighbour Mary’s driveway!

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the extent of our neighbourhood storm debris

Some were disappointed with the lack of excitement from the storm.  I was relieved because the excitement is all very well until a tree falls on someone’s house or car, which did indeed happen tragically in the city of Portland, Oregon.

Friday, 12 December 2014

I continued to crave days of just reading, of which I had only one in a seven day stretch.    Instead, errands beckoned, beginning with picking up the last check of the season at Long Beach City Hall.

City Hall was decorated with extra care this year.

City Hall was decorated with extra care this year.

Long Beach City Hall Christmas tree

Long Beach City Hall Christmas tree

hellebore in the city hall garden

hellebore in the city hall garden

and another city hall hellebore

and another city hall hellebore

We clipped the last two chrysanthemums in the city planters, at last.

still showing colour but it had to go!

still showing colour but it had to go!

While Allan shopped for some paint for a project, I dropped off a monetary donation at Shoeboxes of Joy.

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Inside the Long Beach Depot

Inside the Long Beach Depot

Shoeboxes are packed and wrapped with gifts for the elderly.

Shoeboxes are packed and wrapped with gifts for the impoverished or lonely elderly.

On the way home, we picked up considerable storm-blown trash in the boatyard and portside gardens.  Back home again, I saw in our wheelbarrows the story of how much rain had fallen in Thursday’s storm.

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rain

Saturday, 13 December 2014

Because I needed some photos of the Saturday Christmas Market for the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page, and because we had afternoon and dinner plans, Saturday would not be a perfect reading day.  You see, the perfect reading day involves nothing BUT reading, a hard thing to achieve in the season of holiday events and good times with friends.

I walked to the market while Allan worked on a project.

blue skies over the port

blue skies over the port

and Blue Eyes in the water

and Blue Eyes in the water

walking past Time Enough Books...

walking past Time Enough Books…

I popped in for a little Christmas shopping.

I popped in for a little Christmas shopping.

holiday decorations in the bookstore

holiday decorations in the bookstore

Next, a bit more shopping was accomplished at the Saturday Christmas market.

painted sand dollar ornaments by Lisa Gillespie

painted sand dollar ornaments by Lisa Gillespie

Lisa's decorated hats

Lisa’s decorated hats

I indulged myself in not one, not two, but three of these charming and inexpensive hats to fancify my gardening attire next summer.

my new hats

my new hats, a mere $12 each

I very much like the felt pillows and ornaments by another of the vendors.

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beachy signs

In the next room, beachy signs

I made myself unpopular with one vendor by announcing in a moderate tone that one sign, a carved out image of a gun with the slogan “We don’t call 911” (which would be 999 in the UK) was a shock to my happy and peaceable holiday market mood.  I’ll spare you a photo of the ugly shooting sentiment. After that I thought I had better just go home…not without a few iced Christmas cookies from Pink Poppy Bakery.

Pink Poppy Bakery

Pink Poppy Bakery

On the way home, I shook off the disappointment of the gun-threatening sign with the sight of the cheerful garden boat on the north side of Time Enough Books.

outside Time Enough Books and Purly Shell

outside Time Enough Books and Purly Shell

At home, Mary had made herself comfortable without a reading lap to sleep on.

At home, Mary had made herself comfortable without a reading lap to sleep on.

While I did not really want to be indoors on such a sunny day, the garden took second place to an afternoon concert by the Astoria Tuba Quartet.  It’s a yearly tradition to attend this event with my friend J9.  (Allan stayed home and worked on his project.)  The quartet emerges to the audience chant of “TuBA, tuBA, tuBA, tuBA!”

left to right: two euphoniums and an f tuba and a double b flat tuba

left to right: two euphoniums and an F tuba and a double B flat tuba

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one of the euphoniums

one of the euphoniums

The audience claps for the whipcrack sound in the sleighride song.  (Lovely weather for a sleighride together with you.)

The audience claps for the whipcrack sound in the sleighride song. (Lovely weather for a sleighride together with you.)

It's J9's tradition to have her Christmas card include the tuba players.

It’s J9’s tradition to have her Christmas card include the tuba players.

It was a most enjoyable time even though it did not include my very favourite Christmas song, “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas”, a song that I love because of its emphasis on the simplicity of “little”.

On our walk back to my house, J9 and I admired a lighted arch.

On our walk back to my house, J9 and I admired a lighted arch.

I ended my social time with J9 who went off to to company of her two new kittens and was met at our house by Kathleen, with whom I solved a few of the world’s problems before we all trooped out to dinner at the Depot.  We were joined by Patti, owner of the most beautiful garden in Seaview.

Kathleen, me, Patti, Allan

Kathleen, me, Patti, Allan

Patti and I had the seafood special with fish, clams, sausage, prawns.

Patti and I had the seafood special with fish, clams, sausage, prawns.

Kathleen had Udon Prawns, which I had intended to have till I saw the seafood special.

Kathleen had Udon Prawns, which I had intended to have till I saw the seafood special. ” Peanut, Coconut, Tomato and Yam Spicy Broth with Prawns and Udon Noodles Topped with Chopped Green Beans and Cilantro “

Allan's choice:  Cinghiale Brasato: House made Potato Gnocchi sautéed in a Ragout of Braised Wild Boar, Tomatoes, Red Wine and Seasonings topped with shaved Parmesan Cheese

Allan’s choice: Cinghiale Brasato: “House made Potato Gnocchi sautéed in a Ragout of Braised Wild Boar, Tomatoes, Red Wine and Seasonings topped with shaved Parmesan Cheese”

enjoying a delicious dinner

enjoying a delicious dinner

Patti about to delve into dessert.

Patti about to delve into dessert.

a perfect flan

a perfect flan

while the rest of us each had chocolate Guinness cake

while the rest of us each had chocolate Guinness cake

at the end of the bar, the Depot culinary theme Christmas tree

at the end of the bar, the Depot culinary theme Christmas tree

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We’d had a delightful evening and I was so glad I had thought of taking Patti to dinner to thank her for the several times she has invited us over for one of her great home cooked meals.

flashback to Patti's Christmas tree when she'd had us over for dinner on December 5th.

flashback to Patti’s Christmas tree when she’d had us over for dinner on December 5th.

It would be another day before a couple of reading days would come along, as next up is the Peninsula Bed and Breakfast tour on Sunday.

 

 

 

 

 

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