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Sunday, 11 October 2015

With better weather, I began gardening at about noon.  We had unexpected company when Planter Box Teresa dropped by to offer me some blue and white bearded iris.  I took some for Golden Sands and gave her a few of the Watsonia that Prissy had brought me on Friday.  I told Teresa where she could find Debbie (at the art show up in Long Beach) to donate the rest of the iris to the Master Gardeners plant sale.

impromptu plant exchange (Allan's photo)

impromptu plant exchange (Allan’s photo)

Shortly after Teresa left, Ed and Jackson Strange came by.

Jackson eager to explore (Allan's photo)

Jackson eager to explore (Allan’s photo)

Jackson got to run around all over inside our fenced back garden.  He was a good boy and did not trample through the garden beds.

Frosty kept a close eye from my window.

Frosty kept a close eye from my window.

(Allan's photo)

(Allan’s photo)

Frosty, Smokey and Mary grew up with two dogs so are not especially scared of them.

Orange cat from across the street was not pleased.

Orange cat from across the street was not pleased.

Mary and Jackson had just been nose to nose, and she skittered up the ramp.

Mary and Jackson had just been nose to nose, and she skittered up the ramp.

my nephew jackson (who has many doting aunties)

my nephew jackson (who has many doting aunties)

In the evening, we had a rainbow and a spectacular sunset.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

(Allan's photo)

spider at home in the new arbour (Allan’s photo)

evening sky (Allan's photo)

evening sky (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

After some reading and a movie , we had some excitement quite late in the evening when a mother raccoon and two adolescent offspring came up the cat ramp.  Frosty’s growling alerted me.  This was the second time this family had made a foray at the house.  This time, I chased them away with more than stern words, pelting the midnight garden with rocks calculated to make noise but not actually hit the critters.  They left, and I worried.  The cat door must be made smaller so that raccoon butts cannot fit through.

Monday, 12 October 2015

Allan went boating (tomorrow’s post) and I went to Astoria with Garden Tour Nancy, where we dined at the Bridgewater Bistro and were so absorbed in conversation that we only noticed huge ships sailing by after they were too far past us for good photos.

the fireplace at the Bridgewater Bistro

the fireplace at the Bridgewater Bistro

and the bar

and the bar

The salads tempted me...

The salads tempted me…

As did the albacore salad wrap. However, I had the bahn mi sandwich...

As did the albacore salad wrap. However, I had the bahn mi sandwich…

and so very delicious it was.

and so very delicious it was.

Nancy's photos of her bistro salad with bleu cheese dressing...

Nancy’s photos of her bistro salad with bleu cheese dressing…

and asiago grilled chicken salad sandwich.

and asiago grilled chicken salad sandwich.

The remainder of the day was all weeding in the front garden…

I found an iris unguicularis from Todd that has sized up very well.

I found an iris unguicularis from Todd that has sized up very well.

front garden, weeded

front garden, weeded

Euonymus fortunei 'Wolong Ghost'.

Euonymus fortunei ‘Wolong Ghost’.

sanguisorba and elephant garlic

sanguisorba and elephant garlic

a slightly nibbled variegated sedum

a slightly nibbled variegated sedum

Before and after boating, Allan worked on making the cat door too small for raccoons, a project, involving shortening the top with some boards, that got done by lamplight so no photo is available.

I spent some of my non-gardening time for the last two days reading the first of Jan Bono’s mystery series, set on a lightly fictionalized North Beach Peninsula, which is the Long Beach Peninsula by another name.  Not only is it fun to read a book set among one’s local haunts, but I am also pleased to tell you that the mystery was well written and a pleasure to read.

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Bonus photo

While we were in the rain and grey skies, local gardener Ann Saari was attending the Trailing of the Sheep Festival in Hailey, Idaho, where she photographed this gorgeous quilt by the 5Bee Quilt Guild.  I think some of you will enjoy seeing it:

5Bee Quilt Guild raffle quilt

5Bee Quilt Guild raffle quilt

Tomorrow: Allan’s day on the water

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Thursday, 27 August 2015

Astoria, Oregon

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From the 4 mile long bridge: lots of little fishing boats on the Columbia

From the 4 mile long bridge: lots of little fishing boats on the Columbia


buzzing about

buzzing about

Carol has a sore foot…an injury from too much walking, as walking is one of her hobbies.  So we looked for activities that required little walking, and a good restaurant where we could park right outside.

The Bridgewater Bistro

The Bridgewater Bistro

The Bridgewater Bistro

I had a cougar burger, a reference to a sports team.  Owner Tony Kischner glided by, still as graceful and personable as when he and his wife Ann operated the Shoalwater Restaurant in Seaview.  I miss having their fine establishment closer by.

made with Cougar Gold cheese

made with Cougar Gold cheese


Carol pronounced her fish and chips to be delicious.

Carol pronounced her fish and chips to be delicious.

We then took in the view from the deck on the restaurant’s north side.

The building to the north is a fine hotel.

The building to the north is the Cannery Pier Hotel.


the Astoria-Megler bridge

the Astoria-Megler bridge


the restaurant's herb garden

the restaurant’s herb garden on the sunny, sheltered south side of the building

Carol was able to walk a block to the trolley stop, as we had decided that a ride on the Astoria Riverfront Trolley would be the perfect use of our afternoon.

Astoria Riverfront Trolley

The trolley stop was by the Maritime Memorial park.

The trolley stop was by the Maritime Memorial park.


Under the bridge. A sign warned to beware of falling objects. (!!!)

Under the bridge. A sign warned to beware of falling objects. (!!!)

Carol sang a line from The Trolley Song as we waited.  It had been lurking in my mind since the last time we saw the trolley with Debbie Teashon. Later that evening, I found a delightful video that shows almost the entire run of the riverfront trolley, speeded up, accompanied by the song.  Enjoy!

The trolley runs about every 45 minutes on good weather summer days, so we chatted and waited.  The ding ding ding announced its arrival.

All aboard!

All aboard!


old boat at the west end of the line

old boat at the west end of the line

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The conductors, drivers, and tour guides are volunteers.

The conductors, drivers, and tour guides are volunteers.  Carol, a Seattle Metro bus driver, said she would love to do this if she retired in Astoria.


“Ding ding ding goes the bell!”


the Columbia River

the Columbia River

riverview

the old net building

the old Uppertown Net Loft

That building was purchased by artists who were fixing it up as an art studio when the roof blew off in the 2007 windstorm. A couple of them were in it during the storm, and barely escaped, crawling along the wooden bridge to shore.  The trolley tour guide told us that quantities of art blew out of the building and were lost in the river.  The dramatic story is told here: “Around town, telephone poles snapped and car windows caved in under the pressure of the hurricane-force winds. Eddie Park, a friend of the Nebekers who had been helping board up the windows was thrown 40 feet and broke his arm against a wall. Royal and Park were trapped in the loft as winds raged around them. After 20 hours, they escaped by strapping themselves to a ladder for weight and then crawling on their bellies down the long gangplank to shore.”  Two days after I took this photo, part of the gangplank was lost in an unusually powerful summer windstorm.

The east marina, with sea lions all over the docks.

The east marina, with sea lions all over the docks.


cropped to show the mass of sea lions

cropped to show the mass of sea lions

When the trolley reaches the end of the line, passengers are instructed to take the handle on the seat backs and gently swing the back to the other side of the bench, thus enabling us to sit back down facing forward again.

turned around

turned around


passing the Mill Pond Village

passing the Mill Pond Village


Millpond Village and its many little gardens

Millpond Village and its many little gardens


the old mill pond

the old mill pond


the west end of Mill Pond Village

the west end of Mill Pond Village


historic train station (I wish the train to Portland still ran.)

historic train station (I wish the train to Portland still ran.)


by the Maritime Museum

near the Maritime Museum, a bar pilot boat


I love this mural.

I love this mural.


mural, part 2

mural, part 2


Wet Dog Café

Wet Dog Café

Note the man to the right, waving.  As the trolley clangs along by the River Walk, many passersby wave and trolley passengers wave back.

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Every time people waved, I felt all choked up and teary eyed.  It really gets to me and reminds me of this line from What a Wonderful World:

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces of people going by.
I see friends shaking hands, sayin’, “How do you do?”
They’re really sayin’, “I love you.”

And I think to myself, What a wonderful world.

on the deck of the Wet Dog Café

on the deck of the Wet Dog Café with the trolley reflected


We were waving back.

We were waving back.


looking south up an Astoria street with a fellow photographing the trolley.

looking south up an Astoria street with a fellow photographing the trolley.


The industrial waterfront is fascinating.

The industrial waterfront is fascinating.


There's another trolley reflection.

There’s another trolley reflection.

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We disembarked back at the Maritime Memorial.  The wonderful trip had cost us only $1 each. For a slightly higher fee, you can ride back and forth on an all day pass.  Due to a non-waterproof roof, the trolley only runs in good weather.

We paused at the memorial wall.

Maritime Memorial

The Maritime Memorial park

The Maritime Memorial park

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flowers taped to the wall for loved ones

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She loved the river.

She loved the river.


Here comes the trolley again: Clang, clang, clang!

Here comes the trolley again: Clang, clang, clang!


Ding, ding, ding!

Ding, ding, ding!  These folks were not quite into the swing of waving yet.

Garden of Surging Waves

Carol moved her car to a spot downtown that was a short walking distance to The Garden of Surging Waves.  I knew she would be interested in the Chinese heritage of Astoria.

on our way to the park, some of Astoria's excellent planters.

on our way to the park, some of Astoria’s excellent planters.

Next to the park, around a soon to be developed plaza, we stopped to read some informative signs.

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The Garden of Surging Waves

The Garden of Surging Waves

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I love the wall of words.

I love the wall of words.


contrasting styles of architecture

contrasting styles of architecture

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“To learn and to practice what is learned time and again is pleasure, is it not? To have friends come from afar is happiness, is it not?”

Carol, visiting from afar=happiness.

Carol, visiting from afar=happiness.


We sat for awhile on a bench.

We sat for awhile on a bench.


overhead

overhead


I like this screen with names of contributors to the park

I like this screen with names of contributors to the park

Astoria Coffee House and Bistro

We skipped checking out the River People’s outdoor market as Carol had already walked too much, and drove to park near the Astoria Coffeehouse…which had, since my last visit, transformed into a fancy dinner bistro and bar.

This took me by surprise!

This took me by surprise!

Fortunately, the excellent weather meant that we could sit outside in the early evening.

with delicious chocolate cake

with delicious chocolate cake

That is the end of Carol’s visit as she must return to Seattle tomorrow.  I gave her my certificate for a free night at the Sou’wester (a door prize that I won!) in hope that she can visit again this fall.

meanwhile, Allan’s day at home

a trip to Oman Builder Supply to be able to pick up posts without me or the trailer involved.

a trip to Oman Builder Supply to be able to pick up posts without a passenger or the trailer involved.


our post office garden

He watered and deadheaded our post office garden


Life Flight

Life Flight going over Nora’s house; we always spare a thought for whoever is hurt.


before the rain: painting the gate to match the new arbour; the reason will be even more clear tomorrow.

before the rain: painting the gate to match the new arbour; the reason will be even more clear tomorrow.


seen at the marina when Allan took the recycling to the bins.

seen at the marina when Allan took the recycling to the bins.

Allan’s productive day was perhaps not happier than this fellow messing about in a boat.

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a sign on the dock

a sign on the dock


making apple cobbler

making apple cobbler


It was delicious.

It was delicious.

We had gotten so much work done on Wednesday that we decided to take Friday off, as well.

 

 

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