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Saturday, 16 August 2014
I immediately defeated my goal of two days off without leaving the property by deciding to go to Olde Towne Café for breakfast at ten AM. I did not feel like bugging Allan to do the Saturday Market photos instead of me, so I would have to leave the house anyway. And I had another small mission: to get a photo of John and Cheri’s lovely garden over by Spruce Street.
I told Smokey and Mary that I wasn’t going to work and would soon be spending the rest of the weekend with them.
I set out, with my cane although I did not feel especially gimpy today.
mission one accomplished: John and Cheri’s back garden
Strolling along Spruce, I admired Jenna’s plantings at Queen La De Da’s new location.
At Olde Towne, I had a latte and oatmeal and was lucky to arrive at a quiet time so that Luanne was able to sit and visit for awhile.
a good table for two
(I forgot to take her a bouquet of flowers for the weekend; later in the day, Allan took one over for me.)
Next, a walk down First Avenue to the Market. A stop at Robert’s Antique Gallery gleaned some more photos for the Facebook page with which I help Larry and Robert by providing photos.
I especially liked these duck dishes.
On I walked, past the boatyard garden where I averted my eyes from the occasional horsetail and dandelion.
south end of boatyard garden, with Clamshell Railroad historic sign
On my walk to the market, Kathleen Shaw had pulled her car to the side for a confab; she was on her way home to her cottage after going to the market herself. She told me about a husky puppy named Aragon at Nate’s ice cream shop so I made sure to walk by there.
Aragon: so cute
and cuter (and sweet and friendly, too)
The market was bustling and my knee had started to hurt a bit so I only covered about two blocks.
Of course, I got a treat at Pink Poppy Bakery: two chocolate chip cookies and two scones to share with Allan.
Bonnie, an Olde Towne regular, had just bought a potted lily.
plants from The English Nursery
To get home, I cut through the gear shed property (shhhh) to the east back gate and was met with a terrible shock. I knew some bindweed lurked back there and my weekend project was to pull it out of the southeast corner of the bogsy woods. I did not expect to see this horror from the outside of the fence!
a wall of bindweed from the gearshed side
I went inside and sat for awhile to gather strength. Then:
I also tackled the back corner of the bogsy wood and made some progress. Hauling the debris out will be the most tiresome part.
after: a space for a hydrangea aspera
I think I’ll load it all into the trailer to go to the dump on Monday, since we can’t have a three day weekend because Long Beach planters will need watering.
A strong wind had made it a little anxious to work under the trees in the bogsy woods. The gusts were at least 20 mph. As the sun began to descend, I was glad to go inside.
Smokey flopped down in front of me, creating a moving obstacle course all the way to the front door.
Meanwhile, Allan had begun installing our new Pink Poppy Farm inspired sprinkler set up.
more details on this later
He then went sailing on Black Lake to reward himself:
“Almost a 30 degree tilt and good speed but rowed back after not making much headway north past the dock. Was getting stuck as the vegetation made the lake only about half the width it appears. Fog came in, last two pics from Sandridge Road”
Earlier in the day, Allan had photographed a spider outside the back door. I didn’t post it at the beginning as did not want to scare off any arachnophobes.
a big one! size of a quarter, Allan said.
Sunday, 17 August 2014
For some reason, I woke up with the notion that today would be a good day to cut down salmonberry at the front side of the bogsy wood. What came over me, I do not know; I was filled with happy energy.
Here’s the first area, before.
I thought above removing the clump to the right, then realized it would just reveal too much of the green metal wall of the next door gear shed. Now there is a sense of mystery…you can glimpse the blue hydrangea and might want to walk back for a closer look.
The second part of the project was to move the pile of campfire wood to make a new planting area along the front.
Firewood (fallen alder) had been piled all along the front.
I had an absolute stroke of genius and used two old chairs (not safe for sitting, given to use by our client Jo) to stack the firewood on.
two chairs plus an oyster basket of bark and kindling
Allan seemed unimpressed with this, but I still hold that it is genius, as it will keep the wood up off of the always damp ground back here.
The stubby stumps of salmonberry are still in the area I cleared. Later, Allan will go in with his little chainsaw and cut them flush with the ground; then we will just clip or even use the weedeater to keep any sprouts down.
That’s what we did with another area that was pure salmonberry:
the salmonberry tunnel
The entire bogsy wood was a rough mess when we began the garden.
in October 2010
If we don’t keep up with clipping any sprouts, the salmonberry will creep back in, like it did in the area below:
My third project of the day, before
It took only about one hour to bring that area back to this.
I’ll never get all the salmonberry out of the bogsy wood, so I just like to make paths and tunnels in it. It is the first flower for the hummingbirds (so I have read) and, later, berries for all the berry eating birds. That’s my excuse, and it’s a good one.
Between today’s and yesterday’s clearing, I have a view now of the blue hydrangea back in the woods.
Don’t you just want to walk back there?
I can even see the blue of the hydrangea all the way from my bedroom window.
and maybe the hydrangea looks back; this is what it would see,
Looking south over the river of Geranium ‘Rozanne’, the edge of the bogsy woods looks more clearly defined.
My eye is drawn to how much better the fuchsia shows up.
Now i need a yard of Soil Energy to build up the former wood pile area so that I can plant some of my other new fuchsias there.
Speaking of unplanted plants, here’s the sad story of one of my ladies in waiting. I had two ‘Orange Pillar’ barberries when garden touring on Whidbey Island in June. I have decided they will go in the front garden after I have moved two big thirsty sanguisorbas to the back garden. That can’t be done till fall, so the barberries wait in pots. One was hidden at the back of the ladies in waiting benches and got missed:
Here’s the happy one that was toward the front…
and the terribly sad one; it got well soaked yesterday and I hope it puts out new leaves.
At the end of the day, I especially admired a few things (and judged one thing):
admired white lilies in the back garden
and…Lily ‘Anastasia’ still blooming, towering over Leycesteria ‘Golden Lanterns’
and another pink lily has joined Anastasia; they must be eight or more feet tall.
and the gorgeous berries of Billardia longifloria on the front garden arbour
at northeast corner of house
The judgement: I think I may have way too much Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’, and this daylily has got to go:
I think it will find a new home at Andersen’s RV Park.
Allan took a photo of how the “dead” camellia trunks in the back garden, painted purple two years ago, are sprouting new leaves!
While I don’t really want the camellia to come back, I am impressed.
Life would be just perfect if we had a three day weekend; unfortunately, the Long Beach planters simply must be watered tomorrow. Allan had to water the Ilwaco planters today, so he did not even get a two day weekend.
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