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Tuesday, 5 May 2015

As Annuals Planting Time fast approaches, we managed to fit in a garden clean up for Nellie, an Ilwaco oldtimer.  I remembered that she wanted some shasta daisies, especially one I got from Jo years ago that is sort of an odd double (whose name I never seem to remember).

daisy

This one, a bit past its prime.

daisy

Of course, with the clumps still just green, I could not remember for sure which one was THAT one, so I dug a piece from several clumps (some of which are the plain regular one).  In walking around with Allan to do that, I enjoyed some scenes in our garden.

Golden oregono has arranged itself under the round table on the still messy patio.

Golden oregono has arranged itself under the round table on the still messy patio.

I admired my weekend weeding...

I admired my weekend weeding…

and more of my weekend weeding

and more of my weekend weeding

and despaired over the areas undone...

and despaired over the areas undone…

a bright red geum kind of throwing off the balance in the center bed

a bright red geum kind of throwing off the balance in the center bed

In walking around looking for daisy clumps, we went up the narrow east path and came upon a sight I would have missed otherwise:  this gorgeous red shrub in bloom.  (The only reason I can tell you the name is because Todd told me several days later; all I could remember was it started with a C!)

It's a calycanthus.

It’s a calycanthus.

Calycanthus flowers

Calycanthus flowers

Lovely, yes?

Lovely, yes?

I wish I had planted it somewhere more visible.

Next to it, my enkianthus.

Next to it, my enkianthus.

Next to the enkianthus was a sick looking lily near many healthy lilies.  I broke it right off and got rid of it.

I can't afford mercy for anything that looks like this.

I can’t afford mercy for anything that looks like this.  What if it’s contagious?

Further up the path, a Clematis is throwing all its flowers to Jared and Jessika’s side of the fence.  I hope they’ve noticed it!

not my side

not my side

This one gave me one flower on my side.

This one gave me one flower on my side.

Allan divided the clumps of daisies to make sure there was no annoying Lysimachia punctata roots in the clumps (something I am trying to eliminate from one area).  The roots of the yellow Lysimachia are pink and easy to see.

a careful operation

a careful operation

My double file viburnum nearby called for some admiration.

My double file viburnum nearby called for some admiration.

Finally, we were off to Nellie’s garden with one little stop on the way:

Planting an Eryngium and a  Agastache. both with blue flowers,  in front of Azure salon.

Planting an Eryngium and a Agastache. both with blue flowers, in front of Azure salon.

Nellie’s garden

Nellie plants out tulips in pots sunk in the ground.  Our first mission was to remove the pots, cut off the tulip seedpods, and put them by the side of the garage.

south wall of house, before

south wall of house, before

I planted the daisies against the south wall; because of transplanting them rather late, they got cut back by half so will take awhile to bloom.

Allan started by cleaning up the outside edge.

Allan started by cleaning up the outside edge.

Allan's photo, before

Allan’s photo, before

Allan's photo, after

Allan’s photo, after

I’d forgotten to bring a cooler shirt and was sweltering in flannel.  The job is only two blocks from home so I took a break and nipped home for a cotton shirt…and soon after that:

sitting out a heavy squall in the van!

sitting out a heavy squall in the van!

light around the edges....Allan back to work

light around the edges….Allan back to work

I ended up knocking a good half an hour off the cost of the job for time spent waiting out squalls…and 15 minutes for the wasted walk home for a cooler shirt which was only needed for a few minutes.

Allan ran home during the second or third squall for better rain clothes.  Our garden in rain...

Allan ran home during the second or third squall for better rain clothes. Our garden in rain…

and lots of it

and lots of it

We had expected “showers”, not a pelting torrent.

I was struggling and feeling slow as I began to plant up some geraniums for Nellie in some pots she has us put out each year…when I suddenly realized that Allan could plant the geraniums and I could do weeding and trimming.

Allan's photo: Nellie and I discuss where the geraniums go, before I delegate.

Allan’s photo: Nellie and I discuss where the geraniums go, before I delegate.  We load debris into buckets in the truck, and her son dumps it on his property.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo after he took over the geranium project

Nellie and her husband created this whole landscape, and she would much rather be able to do it herself.  Her husband still does all the mowing and weedeating; we’re glad to help with the rest a few times a year.

Allan's photo: I far prefer weeding to planting.

Allan’s photo: I far prefer weeding to planting.

A little project I’d been looking forward to:

trimming sword ferns by the front steps, before...

trimming sword ferns by the front steps, before…

after

after

Nellie’s family home is one of the two prettiest houses in town.

rhodo

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LB Williams House (1899)

This is the other one, up on School Hill: LB Williams House (1899)

I had developed a new appreciation for rhododendrons after the recent Peninsula Rhodie Tour, so I photographed all of Nellie’s collection.

 

in the west garden

in the west garden

a deep handsome red

a deep handsome red backed with a pink

just down the street at the Masonic Lodge

just down the street at the Masonic Lodge

After getting the rest of the garden tidied up and weeded, we did a little bit of work in the west side garden.

Allan pruned a lot of dead out of a lilac.

Allan pruned a lot of dead out of a lilac.  Before…

after

after

We’ll have to come back after annuals planting time to weed under the shrubbery in this part of the garden.

We had mostly worked on the south garden.

looking at the south garden, before

looking at the south garden, before

the south garden, after

the south garden, after

Allan's photo, before

Allan’s photo, before

Allan's photo, after

Allan’s photo, after

Allan tackled the messy brick paths.  (Allan's photo)

Allan tackled the messy brick paths. (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan reminds me that I found the sound of his metal hand tool scraping on the bricks to be painfully akin to chalk on a blackboard.  (Cue much whinging and a move to another area of the garden.)

before

before

after

after

also weeded shade garden against neighbour's garage

also weeded shade garden against neighbour’s garage

Tomorrow, Annuals Planting Time begins at Jo’s.

As always at this time of year, it helps to go home and watch Deadliest Catch on a Tuesday evening and be reminded that our work is not so hard in comparison to crab fishing on the Bering Sea.

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