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I have some guest photos from Lorna (former owner of Andersen’s RV Park), and a good thing, too, since the first part of this entry is just about a book.  Lorna continues her appreciation of city planters wherever she goes.

photo by Lorna Follis: "This grouping of pots at the Rose Kennedy Memorial Park in Boston was stunning. "

photo by Lorna Follis: “This grouping of pots at the Rose Kennedy Memorial Park in Boston was stunning. “

photo by Lorna Follis: "outside a big church in Boston"

photo by Lorna Follis: “outside a big church in Boston”

Saturday, 1 October 2016

Rain and wind kept even Skooter indoors for the day.

Skooter by Allan's window, on a comfy rag pile

Skooter by Allan’s window, on a comfy rag pile

I had been hoping for rain because I had a book to read that I had been much anticipating.

nella

I had learned of this book while reading Jambusters (Home Fires), and this is a passage that was quoted.

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Her son Cliff grew up to be a sculptor in Australia.

I fell in love with Nella soon after I began reading. I must go on about this for awhile, although I will refrain from including everything that moved me so much.  If you don’t share my fascination with life during the Blitz, scroll down past the book photos and you will find some garden photos.

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Her description of her cat: “He is not anything to look at, and is not too particular about keeping his white bits as clean as he could, but he has a kind and really thoughtful nature for a cat.

I was thrilled to learn that the book was made into a television show, which I should have by next week.

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Tea was mentioned so often that I had to have a nice cuppa Builder’s Tea.

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Volunteer war work changed Nella, brought her more independence from her domineering husband.

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I was especially moved by her love for her home, and the effect that bombing had on her.  I often reflect on how much I like my sentimental possessions, many from my own grandmother.

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“If I could, I’d gather my dear, wide-windowed house and take it far away, and hide it safely in some quiet spot.  ….It’s not a good attitude of mind, I know—’Thou shalt not make any graven image’—but then the soft sheen of my ‘autumn-tiled’ hall takes my eye…and my hand goes to stroke a cushion or curtain, or to move my brass tray to catch the sun.”

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I loved her idea of inviting soldiers to Christmas dinner when her sons were away at war.  That is exactly what my grandmother did.  I recently published a retrospective of her WWII guest book on my Grandma blog.

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Some of her th0ughts about war:

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I’ve become obsessed with Nella Last now and have ordered the next two books of her 30 year diary that she wrote for the Mass Observation.  She seemed to believe in reincarnation.  I wish she’d come into my life as a friend.  Here are some more quotations as collected by the BBC.

You know how much I like diaries.  Not only do I want to read Nella’s but also all of the Mass Observation, and there is not enough lifetime left to so do.  There are more excerpts of different lives available in several books.  I can see many more interlibrary loans in my future.

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Sunday, 2 October 2016

I finished Nella Last’s War.  It had been a slow read because of my pondering over so many passages and looking up places and people that she mentioned.

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The weather continued wet and wild, perfect for guilt free reading.

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Monday, 3 October 2016

Todd stopped by in the late morning with a gift plant from Joy Creek Nursery.

planted!

planted!  He knowsI like a tiny bun of a plant.

In the afternoon, our dear friends Bill and Carol Clearman came over.  Master craftsman Bill is going to work on our bathrooms with the goal of a new bathtub (to replace an old one which was removed by the previous owner; she put her roll top desk in that nook, and the plumbing is still all there).  I’m getting ready for knee surgery and old age some day by replacing the other old tub with a walk in shower of the same size.

Carol and Bill and me

Carol and Bill and me

Skooter watches Bill depart with sketchpad.

Skooter watches Bill depart with sketchpad. (Allan’s photo)

I finally got out into the garden on a pleasant enough day.

some plants from the Hardy Plant weekend sales

some plants from the Hardy Plant weekend sales

We'd had a fair bit of rain.

We’d had a fair bit of rain.

Skooter enjoying the dryer weather.

Skooter enjoying the dryer weather.

I wish I could remember the name of this vigorous tall shrub from Xera.

I wish I could remember the name of this vigorous tall shrub from Xera.

a lacy new-to-me Helianthus from Blooming Nursery.

a lacy new-to-me ‘Gold Lace’ Helianthus from Blooming Nursery.

still blooming tall magnificent white sanguisorba (against a white sky)

still blooming tall magnificent white sanguisorba (against a white sky)

the center bed of the back garden

the center bed of the back garden with Geranium ‘Rozanne’ still throwing out a few blue flowers.

I picked so many Cox's Orange Pippin apples that I will be giving them away to friends.

I picked so many Cox’s Orange Pippin apples that I will be giving them away to friends.

driveway gate

driveway gate

front path with new boxwoods

front path with new ‘Blauer Heinz’ boxwoods

thinking of getting some dwarf boxwoods for this side, too.

thinking of getting some dwarf boxwoods for this side, too.

the driveway garden

the driveway garden

The crab pots, formerly part of the front fence, are now on the west side of the garage. Next year: some sort of small vine here, I think.

The crab pots, formerly part of the front fence, are now on the west side of the garage. Next year: some sort of small vine here, I think.

Grumpy old St Fiacre, having to live in a feminist household.

Grumpy old St Fiacre, having to live in a feminist household.

evening in the back garden

evening in the back garden

Aster lateriflorus 'Prince'

Aster lateriflorus ‘Prince’

At dusk, look what arrived from our friend Maddy of Pink Poppy Bakery!

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Because these signs have been getting vandalized or stolen, Allan mounted it high on the fence, even though he did the project as dusk fell.  Here it is the next day:

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Tomorrow: I’ll catch you up on Allan’s weekend.


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1997 (age 73):

Oct 1: RAIN—WIND  My Bluestone perennials came.  I checked them off and put them under light in greenhouse after trimming off dead and broken leaves.  It really poured this afternoon.  Don called re his order of Dutch Garden bulbs.  I told him they should be here soon.

Oct 2:  RAIN  I actually hemmed one of my new jeans.

Oct 3 RAIN  I hemmed the other pair of jeans!

1998 (age 74):

Oct 1:  11:30-5:00  It was warm but not too hot to work.  I started working on strawberries moving the runner plants into the rows.  I was even saving the itty bitty plants at the end of the runners.  I put them in trays in the greenhouse under lights.

Oct 2:  Noon-5:00  It was raining when I got up so I dashed out to pick tomatoes.  I froze 3 Sealameal bags with uncooked tomatoes.  When I finished the sun came out so I started working on the strawberries.  Four rows were just a solid mess of plants.  I finished 3 rows.  It is going to take 3 or 4 days to finish.  I got rained in once but sorted stuff in the garage while I finished.

Oct 3:  11:00-4:00  FIRST FIRE IN STOVE.  I worked on strawberries again.  I got rained in at 2:00 but went back out when the sun reappeared but it really started raining so I had to quit at 4:00.  I still have 3 or 4 rows to finish.  I already have 8 trays of the itty bitty runner plants.  It’s strange how I feel when I’m working on the strawberries—at peace is the way I can describe it.  [Mom told me, after moving to Long Beach, that working on her strawberry rows was her favourite gardening activity.]

 

 

 

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Tuesday, 7 October 2014

As we got ready to leave for work, two plants in particular caught my eye in our east driveway garden.

Aster lateriflorus 'Prince'

Aster lateriflorus ‘Prince’

Prince: lovely, small, and well behaved

Prince: lovely, small, and well behaved

I hope to divide my one clump of this and put some at the Ilwaco Post Office and Klipsan Beach Cottages and, eventually, all our gardens. It’s not a spreader so it will take awhile to get enough of it. The deer seem to leave it alone even though they nibble other plants in its location.

Nearby, Clematis “Freckles ‘ blooms with similar colours but is so high on the garage wall that it doesn’t seem like much of a colour echo for the aster.

Clematis 'Freckles'

Clematis ‘Freckles’

'Freckles'

‘Freckles’

Port of Ilwaco

We worked our way from the east end of Howerton Avenue at the port toward the west end, weeding and clipping back spent foliage to ready the garden for Creanberrian Fair weekend. It mainly takes place at the museum; this year, some port businesses were getting in on the show.

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east end of Howerton, looking west (before)

east end of Howerton, looking west (before)

and after

and after

As we began the job, the weather was sunny and a bit too warm for my taste.

looking south from the east end garden

looking south from the east end garden (telephoto)

As we worked, a delicious fog began to creep in through the low spot of the west hills.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

How I welcomed that sight!

Here it comes. How I welcomed that sight!

Our mission included the removal of some woody, tatty old lavenders from the old Port Bistro garden (a building which we hope will re-open next year as Burrasca Restaurant).

Allan's photo: before

Allan’s photos: before

and after; we will put in some fresh new lavenders and some spring bulbs.

and after; we will put in some fresh new lavenders and some spring bulbs.

Allan's photos: before and after

Allan’s photos: before and after

By the time we worked our way down to a few more gardens and dumped a load of debris, the fog had reached the west side of the marina.

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We also removed old, sad lavenders from the old Wade Gallery building. (There are a lot of empty buildings now at the port; I like to think of it as a blank slate waiting for a revival.)

old, woody lavender (Allan's photo)

old, woody lavender (Allan’s photo)

same corner as above (Allan's photo)

same corner as above (Allan’s photo)

more sad old lavender (Allan's photo with his hat-wearing shadow)

more sad old lavender (Allan’s photo with his hat-wearing shadow)

later with some transplanted ornamental grass

later with some transplanted ornamental grass

the old Wade Gallery garden, after (Allan's photo)

the old Wade Gallery garden, after (Allan’s photo)

Before and After, Allan's photo; we left a couple of the still-blooming lavenders for now

Before and After, Allan’s photo; we left one big still-blooming lavenders for now on the very right

a little further west, Gaura lindheimeri 'Whirling Butterflies' looking gorgeous by the Ilwaco Pavilion.

a little further west, Gaura lindheimeri ‘Whirling Butterflies’ looking gorgeous by the Ilwaco Pavilion.

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one of the smaller Howerton Way garden beds

one of the smaller Howerton Way garden beds

all tidied up

We call this one the Drive-Over garden, as it often has vehicles accidentally driving over one corner or another. Makes it hard to achieve symmetry.

The old lavenders filled our trailer, so we went to dump debris at the east end of the marina, from where we could see a delightful increase in fog.

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from our dump site, looking west

and the view northwest from Howerton as we weeded by the Port Office and Time Enough Books

and the view northwest from Howerton as we weeded by the Port Office and Time Enough Books

home again

Because rain was not predicted till Friday and we needed the Ilwaco planters to continue to look lush for the Cranberrian Fair, Allan needed to water them for what we fervently hoped would be the last time. Or…I fervently hoped. I don’t think Allan minds watering them as much as I mind FOR him to have to water them; it just seems like a tedious job to me. We had to go home to get the battery for the water trailer pump.

At home, I briefly pondered my sanguisorba conundrum. You can see the little purple flowers, below, behind the Melianthus major (South African honeybush whose leaves smell like peanut butter).

Melianthus major and Sanguisorba

Melianthus major and Sanguisorba

Sanguisorba flowers

Sanguisorba flowers

I had been thinking of moving all the sanguisorba from the front garden (dry) to the back garden (moister) and yet now they look so fabulous that I think I will just move some of them. Sadly, the tall white one got crispy dry and probably will not bloom this year although it did survive (I hope!!).

Coreopsis 'Flower Tower' has been the long blooming champ of the front garden.

Coreopsis ‘Flower Tower’ has been the long blooming champ of the late summer and fall front garden.

While we were reloading the van with the battery, a new dog came from next door barking and barking; Oh what a delight the dog turned out to be as he wiggled around while I petted him. He was a fast mover, and when they called him back, I only managed to get this photo:

I think his name is Sykes...

I think his name is Sykes…

I hope he’s a permanent fixture as I enjoyed our brief encounter. I don’t think the neighbours (of Starvation Alley Cranberry Farms) realize how much I dote on their dogs.

Ilwaco boatyard and planters

While Allan went to get the water trailer, and then filled the water trailer in the boatyard, and then watered the planters and street trees (all of which takes an hour and forty five minutes), I weeded and clipped part of the boatyard garden.

in the boatyard:  Allan's photo

in the boatyard: Allan’s photo

from the boatyard, looking north: fog rolling in down First Avenue

from the boatyard, looking north: fog rolling in down First Avenue

the northern stretch of boatyard garden

the northern stretch of boatyard garden

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Cosmos and Aster 'Harrington's Pink'

Cosmos and Aster ‘Harrington’s Pink’

marina view of our last debris dump of the day day; the tide is out

marina view of our last debris dump of the day day; the tide is out

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marina

We saw two locals on bikes enjoying the almost-sunset light.

looking southeast

looking southeast

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Across the low tidal water, Stringtown Road was aglow.

Across the low tidal water, Stringtown Road was aglow.

The Astoria Megler Bridge was unusually visible from our debris dumping spot.

The Astoria Megler Bridge was unusually visible from our debris dumping spot.

telephoto to a painterly looking bridge catching the sunlight

telephoto to a painterly looking bridge catching the sunlight

home again

At home, I settled in to blog and a cup of tea and a Cox’s Orange Pippin apple. I have found that most of the ones I picked are crisp and fine and the best tasting apple I’ve ever eaten.

Cox's Orange Pippin

Cox’s Orange Pippin

 

 

 

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Friday, October 4, 2013

South end days have more work time because of less of a commute..  We started with Mayor Mike’s house just a few blocks to our east.

Mike's house

Mike’s house

I like it that the mayor lives in a “double wide” just like we do.

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Our first job would have been even closer if I had remembered that we had dropped off, the evening before, two half buckets of gravel for a tiny project at Larry and Robert’s garden less than a block to our west.  But I did not remember till dusk.

When we stopped off at home to put some of the compostable debris from Mike’s into our clippings piles, I saw the blooming Aster lateriflorus ‘Prince’ near the driveway.

a Very Good Aster

a Very Good Aster

I realized that what with the rain, I had been spending very little time in my own garden.

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A dahlia near the debris pile caught my eye…and next to it a stunning clematis that has been blooming on and off all summer.

Clematis

Clematis ‘Rooguchi’

Nearby, I found a baby artichoke.  I wonder if there will be time for it to get large enough to eat.

The plant is young, so this bodes well for next year.

The plant is young, so this bodes well for next year.

Smokey wished I would stay home (and so did I).

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Smokey in his BirdsBeSafe collar.

But we had things to do in Long Beach town.

west side of Long Beach City Hall

west side of Long Beach City Hall

The west side of city hall has two escallonias (one Pink Princess, one white Iveyi) that have gotten too big (my fault).  I don’t want them scraping at the building during wind storms.

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They were pushing out too far on the sidewalk side, as well.  I had already trimmed them back a bit just awhile ago.  Now, if they had been in my garden, I would just have cut them almost to the ground and let them come back.  (Not quite true:  In my garden, they are planted where they can get to full size…proof this planting was far from my wisest choice.  Live and learn.)  But I thought that would be too shocking to passersby.  So I pruned the one at the north end of the bed into a more tree like, cleaned up form, and figured that later, when light that now can get to the inside gets more foliage to break out, I would cut it down.  It came out looking all right, but unfortunately the one at the south side proved to have such an ugly trunk shape that we DID have to cut it most of the way down.

after:  Once you cut it, you can't put it back.

after: Once you cut it, you can’t put it back.

Drat.  Now my plan is to chop down the one on the north end as soon as the weather gets bleaker.  Phooey.

While we were pruning, an acquaintance from the past, the daughter of the late Don Woodcock who once lived in Seaview, stopped by to visit and said she reads my blog.  How in the world did she find it, I asked, and she said something like “I’m nosy”.  I laughed, because I have been known to Google people.  I was pleased to learn that Don’s grand old Seaview house, The Sandcastle, is now a lived in family home again.  It and the Collie House are my favourite two Seaview houses.  I promised her I would stop by and take a new photo of the house.  I had noticed on driving by that the yard is looking cared for and pruned and all spruced up lately.

Across the street, our next door neighbours from Starvation Alley Cranberry Farm have some great new signage on their new coffee/juice shop.

Akari Space signs

Akari Space signs

closer...I love "mission control"

closer…I love “mission control”

I wonder if Jared and Jessika (who live right next door to our house) would notice if I stole “mission control” for one of our Tangly Cottage signs.

While I’m writing about admiration of artistry, here is one of the many mosaic tiles by Renee O’Connor that are set into the sidewalk along Beach Boulevard Street and the Bolstadt Beach Approach.

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This one reminded me that it is a clam digging weekend and that we should check the condition of the planters along the beach approach roads, so we did that next.

rose hips in the beach approach garden

rose hips in the beach approach garden

the last of the rugosa rose blossoms

the last of the rugosa rose blossoms

late blooms on Rosa Rugosa

late blooms on Rosa Rugosa

We did some clean up of wind toppled Cosmos at the Boreas Inn and some impatient deadheading of Agyranthemum ‘Butterfly’ at the Long Beach welcome sign.

looking very tired now

looking very tired now

We had just one more plant (a blue oat grass) to pop into the newly cleared (formerly Pampas Grass) area in front of Marie Powell’s studio in Ilwaco.

fresh plants, fresh river rock

fresh plants, fresh river rock

When we got home, I decided I must make a twilight tour of the garden because I was behind on my plant appreciation.

a cheerful yellow...Rudbeckia? or ?? in front garden

a cheerful yellow…Rudbeckia? or ?? in front garden

monkshood and fuchsia

monkshood and fuchsia

Echinacea 'Green Envy'

Echinacea ‘Green Envy’

late blooming red Salvia something or other

late blooming red Salvia something or other

Geranium 'Rozanne' river is tired but still somewhat blue

Geranium ‘Rozanne’ river is tired but still somewhat blue

Cardoon against the sunset sky

Cardoon against the sunset sky

In the last of daylight, I picked some more tomatoes and peppers from the greenhouse and some Cox’s Orange Pippin apples from our young apple tree.  How I love that I HAVE the very British Cox’s Orange Pippin apple…  It is susceptible to disease but oh how delicious.  I read somewhere that the Pacific Northwest is the only place where it will grow as well (or almost as well) as it does in England.  We got the tree at Brim’s Farm and Garden in Astoria.  I may be picking these apples a bit too early, but I am afraid they will fall off the tree as it is heavily laden for its small size…and supposedly they will ripen more indoors.

peppers green, chocolate (not really) and hot...several kinds of tomatoes...orange pippin apples

peppers green, chocolate (not really), banana and hot…several kinds of tomatoes…orange pippin apples

I am very impressed with the bell peppers grown in the greenhouse!

We have to work on Saturday but I do hope for Sunday off to spend some time in our own garden.

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