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Sunday, 20 September 2015

My gardening energy is most definitely revived with autumnal weather.  I will admit I had been looking forward to a rainy day to stay indoors and read.  Surprising sunshine got me out working on a garden project instead.

This much had fallen overnight.

This much rain had fallen overnight.


The newly painted copper heart looks like a pillow.

The newly painted copper heart looks like a pillow.

I wanted to weed back in the bogsy wood but a brisk wind stopped me.

Instead, I worked on the center bed.

Instead, I worked on the center bed.

Meanwhile, I pondered where I could make a new strawberry bed as I would like to expand my scree garden to all around the boat.

I still have not figured out another place for growing strawberries.

I still have not figured out another place for growing strawberries.


I want more scree.

I want more scree.


scree garden edge expanded

scree garden edge expanded

Just as I finished edging the scree garden, enough rain arrived so that I could spend the rest of the day indoors catching up on this blog.  (As soon as staycation begins, sometime in November, the blog will take second place to reading days.)

Monday, 21 September 2015

I continued to sleep poorly.  My mind is haunted with sadness for a former friend whose loved one has died.  The door of friendship was closed firmly and decisively (from the other side) making it difficult to reach out with comfort and yet my thoughts are with her because I have rarely known a couple so together-y for 49 years of marriage, especially after retirement.  They even went to have their hair cut together.  The best I could come up was to post the wonderful song All of the Good Things on “Our Ilwaco” Facebook page as a sign of sympathy.  While an atheist probably cannot picture the kind of afterlife with wings as described in the first verse, the rest of the song speaks so eloquently of memory, as do the family photos in the video (which are the family photos of the songwriter, Amanda Birdsall):

“I heard your voice today
in this old machine
it made me remember
all of the good things.”

I once made a memory garden for the widow of a couple who were as closely bonded.  One memorial that I incorporated was the Jewish custom of each visitor leaving a small rock on top of a larger one in memory of their lost friend, as in a cemetery pebbles are placed on the gravestone in memory by all who visit.

From the blog I wrote about that garden:

memory

I leave this pebble here in memory.

I leave this pebble here in memory.

Also from that blog entry:

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Because I just don’t have the ability to envision a guaranteed afterlife, I find the Angelo Patri quotation to be particularly comforting.

Hard work in the garden focused my mind on pruning and weeding.  I worked back in the bogsy wood despite a somewhat disconcerting wind because, after a whole summer of wind, I am tired of putting that area off.

main path to the bogsy woods with the side bed weeded and blackberry tangle removed

main path to the bogsy woods with the side bed weeded and blackberry tangle removed


by the bogsy woods swale, before

by the bogsy woods swale, before


after

after


I got grass, creeping buttercups, and blackberries pulled out of the swale "streambed".

I got grass, creeping buttercups, and blackberries pulled out of the swale “streambed”.


Now standing rainwater will look more attractive this winter.

Now standing rainwater will look more attractive this winter.


long shadows in the bogsy wood

long shadows in the bogsy wood


outside the gate: why I worry about working out here in the wind.

outside the gate: why I worry about working out here in the wind.


I refined the salmonberry tunnel.

I refined the salmonberry tunnel.


view north from the bogsy wood

view north from the bogsy wood

I even had time to work on a bed that has escaped my attention all summer:

east side garden, a big mess, before

east side garden, a big mess, before


after

after


Smokey examined a sad hydrangea aspera. I moved it here this summer from a spot that was too dry, and I still have hope.

Smokey examined a sad hydrangea aspera. I moved it here this summer from a spot that was too dry, and I still have hope.

Meanwhile, Allan had been working on a project of his own: making strips of wood to top the new arbour in the front garden:

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making strips

making strips

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painting them

painting them


a time-consuming task

a time-consuming task

Outside his shop, he photographed this big fat flower bud:

on Fatsia japonica 'Spider's Web'

on Fatsia japonica ‘Spider’s Web’

Before dusk I took a walkabout around the garden.

fire circle with cleaned up bogsy woods behind

fire circle with cleaned up bogsy wood behind


I noticed how big this Chilean tree has grown.

I noticed how big this Chilean tree has grown.


The leaves do smell wonderful.

The leaves do smell wonderful.


Clematis 'Rooguchi'

Clematis ‘Rooguchi’


Kniphofia 'Earliest of All' (from Todd)

Kniphofia ‘Earliest of All’ (from Todd)


I remembered to take some macros!

I remembered to take some macros!

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Dicentra scandens (bleeding heart vine)

Dicentra scandens (bleeding heart vine)


Verbena bonariensis

Verbena bonariensis

I went to pick a Cripp’s Pink apple and look who I found.

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Cripp’s Pink (Pink Lady) with Pacific Tree Frog


I did not pick that one.

I did not pick that one.

I am glad I don’t have the competition for apples that my former client Ann has.  A couple of days ago, she posted these photos of her apple trees in her garden a few blocks uphill from me:

photo by Ann Saari

photo by Ann Saari


photo by Ann Saari

photo by Ann Saari


photo by Ann Saari

photo by Ann Saari


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photo by Ann Saari


the three bears, photo by Ann Saari

the three bears (mom and two cubs), photo by Ann Saari

I also realized that Mr. Tootlepedal might enjoy seeing this card that I have pinned to a bulletin board.  It looks very much like Mr. Grumpy.

Great Blue Heron in the Rain by Dli Leger

Great Blue Heron in the Rain by Dli Leger

Next: If all goes well, we will accomplish some more fall projects at work this week.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Tuesday, 2 June 2015

Jo’s garden

We began our workweek at Jo’s garden, catching up on the weeding and adding some Cosmos ‘Antiquity’.

Jo and Bob's guest cottage

Jo and Bob’s guest cottage hosts many friends.

squeezed more cosmos in here

squeezed more cosmos in here

Jo's garden

Jo’s garden, northwest side

Allan’s project, requested by Jo, was to cut back a barberry in a barrel…hard.

Allan's photo, before

Allan’s photo, before

Allan's photo, after

Allan’s photo, after

Jo wants it to be just a little mound.  I am sure it would come back from nothing, so I went in and trimmed the little twiggy bits off after Allan took the above photo.

Allan's photo:  His further project, before, weeding along the southwest path.

Allan’s photo: His further project, before, weeding along the southwest path.

Allan's photo, after

Allan’s photo, after; this is one place I have not tried to get out that pink hardy geranium…yet.

Allan's photos of the rhododendron at the end of the path.

Allan’s photos of the rhododendron at the end of the path.

close up

close up

Imagine, this garden was once all and only rhododendrons.

Weeding Jo’s is a pleasant and rewarding job.

Then we went on to the dreaded…

Bolstadt beach approach garden

and started in on one of the thirteen sections that looked the worst.  (There are actually more like 12.5 sections, as I count two separate shorter end pieces as a section.)  We weeded one section and one end piece.

before

before

THREE hours later, it had taken six person-hours of non stop weeding to do just one section and an end piece.  I will leave you to do the math about how long the job might take.  It is sort of a satisfying project, and difficult because of being the same movement over and over.  At least the weather was calm, just slightly misty at times, and not windy.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo; I had to resort to the pick at a spot where a path had been forged across the garden, making a hard pack of weeds.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

after

after

I have been wanting to explain how Bolstadt got its name and had been unable to find any history on it, even though I had heard the story.  As I write this post, our local paper has just published a story about the state patrolman Gene Bolstadt who lost his life during a surf rescue here.

Back on March 19th, Allan had weeded the westernmost section of the approach.  He walked out to see how well his job had held up.

March 19th

March 19th

June 2

June 2nd; it still looks better than the section we were working on today.

On the way back through town, we stopped to check Fifth Street Park.  I can’t remember why I walked down as far as the smoke shop planter.  There I found THIS.

a lily broken right off

a lily broken right off

the broken off flowers

the broken off flowers

This particular lily’s background is that it was stolen from who knows where and put into the planter by the thief, who thought he was doing everyone a favour.  The staff of the smoke shop are wonderful at trying to protect the planter.  This time I am the one who removed the lily entirely, and planted it in a park; it is too fragile to be right next to the planter’s bench and I don’t like lilies in these planters anyway as it is too hard to conceal their dying foliage.

Ilwaco

On the way home, we stopped at the Ilwaco boatyard just to admire it.

Ilwaco boatyard garden

Ilwaco boatyard garden

The poppies are coming on.

The poppies are coming on.

The blue globe thistle...which usually gets picked.  I hope it is spared this year.

The blue globe thistle…which usually gets picked. I hope it is spared this year.

We went on to Time Enough Books, where all I had intended to do was add a few cosmos to the garden boat.  I suddenly found myself pruning down the ceanothus.  It is a shame, but if allowed to reach its full height, it would block the sign.  I had waited for it to finish blooming.  Now it has a sinuous, sea-serpenty form, as it also had to be cut back from the sidewalk.  While the cultivar is a semi prostrate one, it still would like to get about as tall as me.

after pruning

after pruning

May 3

May 3

no longer threatening to block the sign.

Today: no longer threatening to block the sign.

On the way home:  Beautiful blue Ceanothus

Here it was on April 30th.  It would have begun to block the sign from the view of a car.  Sort of.

Ok, to tell you the truth, I wish I did not have to prune it, but once one cuts off the part that is swallowing the sidewalk, then the dead-ish inside is exposed and the only solution is to cut off the stubs and turn it into a bonsai.  Sigh…  The other solution would be to cut it all the way down to a flat stumps and see what happens.

Allan's photo, while dumping the Ceanothus debris.

Allan’s photo, while dumping the Ceanothus debris.

At home, tired, I had just enough energy for a quick bit of garden admiration while watering the ladies in waiting.

Dicentra scandens

Dicentra scandens over the water barrel

Dicentra scandens

Dicentra scandens.  I just learned this is now Lamprocapnos scandens.  Sheesh.

Rose 'Paul's Himalayan Musk'

Rose ‘Paul’s Himalayan Musk’

At last, I got to cross one beach approach section off the work board….and was filled with optimism that we would get another section done on Friday.

 

 

 

 

 

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For our twelve day annuals planting push, we took three days off as a reward.

Saturday, 23 May 2015

Basket Case Greenhouse

Saturday was almost a day off.  It began with a trip to the Basket Case Greenhouse because the Blooming truck had come on Saturday rather than Friday.  Is that really work?  No, but Basket Case Nancy understood what I meant, agreeing it is work if you have to get in the vehicle and go anywhere.

Allan's photo:  Basket Case Fred

Allan’s photo: Basket Case Fred


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

I got lots of cool plants for my garden, so I’m not complaining.

colourful callas

colourful callas


Sanguisorba 'Dali Marble'

Sanguisorba ‘Dali Marble’


Could not resist this Tie Dye violet

Could not resist this Tie Dye violet


Kitty poses among the annuals

Kitty poses among the annuals


Allan's photo: camera shy

Allan’s photo: camera shy

Long Beach

On the way home, we passed through residential Long Beach on our way to the grocery store for some sausages for a proposed campfire.  Down a back road which we usually do not drive, two little houses caught my eye.

So beachy!

So beachy!


adorable

adorable


beach cottage

beach cottage


established 1905

established 1905

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This abandoned row of small apartments must have an interesting history.

This abandoned row of small apartments must have an interesting history.

Ilwaco Saturday Market

After the grocery stop, I went to the Ilwaco Saturday Market to take some photos for the Discover Ilwaco page.

A jolly new vendor; he'll have tomatoes later this summer.

A jolly new vendor; he’ll have tomatoes later this summer.


Blue Coast, another booth with local produce and treats.

Blue Coast, Farm another booth with local produce and treats.


De Asis produce, more than just asparagus now.

De Asis produce, more than just asparagus now.


The owner of Willapa Crafts told me she reads this blog!  Thank you!

The owner of Willapa Crafts told me she reads this blog! Thank you! (and note the cute holders for terra cotta pots).


I had a chat with Wendi Peterson, here hosting the Bruce Peterson photography gallery, about the positive changes happening in Ilwaco (such as the Salt Hotel).

I had a chat with Wendi Peterson, here hosting the Bruce Peterson photography gallery, about the positive changes happening in Ilwaco (such as the Salt Hotel).


inside the gallery, which is open every Saturday during market season.

inside the gallery, which is open every Saturday during market season.


a booth of small quilt hangings

a booth of small quilt hangings


and the Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle booth with this year's prize quilt

and the Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle booth with this year’s prize quilt


I bought myself a pale pink Astilbe.

I bought myself a pale pink Astilbe.


English Nursery also had plants for sale.

English Nursery also had plants for sale.


Pink Poppy Bakery: I got a lime bundt cake (not shown, as it was already in the bag).

Pink Poppy Bakery: I got a lime bundt cake (not shown, as it was already in the bag).


hats from heartfelt handbags

hats from heartfelt handbags


floats for sale

floats for sale


garden decor

garden decor

I checked on, and admired, our garden on the water side of the port office:

port office garden

port office garden


Alliums and Agastache

Alliums and Agastache


and the garden that Todd helped us weed a couple of days ago.

and the garden that Todd helped us weed a couple of days ago.


Skookum Surf (boards and lessons) has now opened in a ground floor room of the soon-to-open Salt Hotel.

Skookum Surf (boards and lessons) has now opened in a ground floor room of the soon-to-open Salt Hotel.  I think orange is a good colour for this garden bed.

To get home, I cut through Nora’s back lawn and was surprised to see beautiful calla lilies in the mist on her side of the meander line that divides port and town.

callas in the mist

callas in the mist


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Perhaps she thinned the callas by her house and threw the tubers out here.

                        Home at last

The first task was to unload all the plants onto the patio.  I immediately planted the calla lilies in a big container set into the water boxes.  I want to know if they will grow well this way.

callas in water..,,I've heard they like it.

callas in water..,,I’ve heard they like it. (photo taken later, after Allan moved the lawn)

I used the chilly grey weather as an excuse to write a couple of blog posts before going outside to garden.  After all, I had three days. plenty of time, right?

Verbascum in the garden...

Verbascum in the garden…

 Meanwhile, Allan went through potential photos on his computer and then mowed the lawn and began a project.

project area: before (Allan's photo)

project area: before (Allan’s photo)


Allan setting up a new gutter water collection spot for me.

After mowing the lawn:  Allan setting up a new gutter water collection spot for me.


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


after: Allan's photo

after: Allan’s photo

It was so comfy inside and so pleasant to blog at leisure that I rather shockingly did not get back outside till five, which gave me two hours to garden before campfire time.

Dicentra scandens

Dicentra scandens


Dicentra scandens, looks so delicate, comes back reliably

Dicentra scandens, looks so delicate, comes back reliably


I decided to tackle the wild impatiens which had returned in this area.

I decided to tackle the wild impatiens which had returned in this area.


two hours later

two hours later


and this area

and this area


also two hours later, with the weeds thrown onto the edge

also two hours later, with the weeds thrown onto the edge

There is is much more to do!  But surely in two more days, I would accomplish more.

Mary inspects my work.

Mary inspects my work.

While weeding, I felt someone watching…and looked northwest to see Allan up on Nora’s roof! He was cleaning the gutters, having noticed they were not draining right; while he was up there, he got a good view of our garden.

looking southeast

looking southeast

Can you spot the gardener? (first hint: purple shirt)

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second hint: “I decided to tackle the wild impatiens which had returned in this area.”

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Our Kathleen arrived at seven for our campfire.  I had accomplished enough in two hours to thoroughly relax and enjoy it.

The wood was last year's tree-fall from Nora's garden.

The wood was last year’s storm-fallen branches from Nora’s garden.  The bark came from the tall stump of our former Danger Tree.

Allan and Kathleen

Allan and Kathleen; we were all bundled up for chilly weather.

Around the campfire, Allan revealed that he used to think this blog was weird in the way that it followed our day to day lives.  I said I was inspired to write daily by the best: Mr. Tootlepedal.  You can tell that Allan has come round to liking the idea as he now contributes regularly to the blog posts.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


dusk in the garden...the weeds don't show...

dusk in the garden…the weeds don’t show…

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We had a lovely time till a sudden rain came; fortunately, by then we had finished our campfire dinner and we simply repaired to the living room to finish the evening of talk.

 

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Thursday, 30 October 2014

We took the day off because of wind and rain and were both going to go shopping overseas (Warrenton, Oregon), until Allan pointed out that the grocery list was long and that I don’t really enjoy shopping.  So off he went, happily alone, while I stayed home to read.

Or so I thought.  The drizzle was not enough to keep me indoors when I had a couple of new bareroot plants from Todd that needed to go into the ground.  I started by planting a Baptisia sphaerocarpa (yellow false indigo) behind the cat bench in the back garden as I had removed a Sedumn ‘Autumn Joy’ that was too low.  THEN I googled it.  Oops, it only gets three feet tall.  Some musical plants ensued, resulting in my getting more planted than I thought I would.

I finally got my Berberis ‘Orange Rocket’ (2 of them, acquired in Seattle last June) in the ground, after transplanting two sanguisorba starts into the back garden.

Berberis 'Orange Rocket'

Berberis ‘Orange Rocket’

While Todd visited the other day, I’d noticed a few exciting things during our tour of the garden.  A mystery evergreen shrub in the front garden has white berries.  It is an angular plant, looks thorny but is not painful to touch, and neither of us could ID it.

white berries

white berries

My Edgeworthia rubra has buds already.

My Edgeworthia rubra has buds already.

Dicentra scandens still blooming by the sun porch.

Dicentra scandens still blooming by the sun porch.

My white sanguisorba died back to the base...

My white sanguisorba died back to the base…

but it's putting out new growth

but it’s putting out new growth

I admired a few dwarf conifers (can’t name them, though).

conifer

conifer

conifer

In Allan's garden

In Allan’s garden

I was inspired by the damp but almost windless weather to go back to the bogsy wood and transplant a golden Virburnum that I had planted too close to a variegated elderberry.  Then I saw two small, new hydrangeas were too close together.  All got shifted around.

former danger tree shade bed

former danger tree shade bed with Virburnum removed…

and it went in here...

and it went in here…along with 2 Sauromatum venosum bulbs from Todd.

It's a good thing I have a new shade bed in the works as I am almost out of room again!

It’s a good thing I have a new shade bed in the works (under that tree, by the swale) as I am almost out of room again!

I checked the most satisfactory rising of the water in the seasonal swale outside the south gate.

pondy swale

pondy swale

water under the willows

water under the willows

water in the long grass

water in the long grass

...the grass I wanted to pull, but didn't.

…the grass I wanted to pull, but didn’t.

My grass-cut finger is only now healed from when the grass fought back almost two weeks ago (or more).

Hardy fuchsias gleamed in the rain.

Hardy fuchsias gleamed in the rain.

fuchsias

Nicotiana langsdorfii has put out new flowers.

Nicotiana langsdorfii has put out new flowers.

pineapple sage

pineapple sage

My river of blue Geranium ‘Rozanne’ has put out fresh new growth.  If I had cleaned up the old spent growth, it would look all fresh and new.  The strangely warm weather has inspired all this strange late-blooming behavior.

Geranium 'Rozanne' new and old growth.

Geranium ‘Rozanne’ new and old growth.

Languishing in a corner of the garden I found the tin pig that sadly reminds me of a friendship lost not by my choice.  Poor pig.  Makes me feel baffled just to look at it.

languishing pig

languishing pig

I put Pig up front with the Halloween decor so I can give him to Pink Poppy Madeline.

Now I'll remember to send Pig to a happy new home.

Now I’ll remember to send Pig to a happy new home.

I know Maddy will like the pig, because she and Jacob had its sister and brother at their wedding.

wedding pigs will be good company

Wedding pigs will be good company; perhaps my pig will grow wings.

I finally remembered to transplant (again) the yellow Baptisia into the front garden.

Despite all the rain, the soil is still powder dry right under the surface.

Despite all the rain, the soil is still powder dry right under the surface.

I still need to find a good spot for this wiegela from Todd.

I still need to find a good spot for this dusky leaved wiegela from Todd.

I added some sopping wet plant stalks to the corridor of spooky plants.  It is now almost done except for the decorative touches and the final part that inconveniently blocks the lawn path.

the Halloween entry corridor

the Halloween entry corridor

I called Allan on his shopping trip to tell him that even though I had said we would not use cobwebs this year as they look so tawdry in daylight, we needed them after all.  The corridor is not spooky enough without them.

Finally, the rain came down strong enough so I could go inside guilt free.

south window view

south window view

I felt bothered by the darkness created in the living room by the Halloween window film.

Next year will wait till the last day to put this up!

Next year will wait till the last day to put this up!

My book, The Last Anniversary by Liane Moriarty, had a number of thought provoking passages about age.  I’m sorry to say I identify with the pain stuff even though I am not QUITE 60, surely too young to be OLD.

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Rose attends a funeral and contemplates old age:

age

old

She remembers what it was like to THINK she was old, but still be young:

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Memories of her sister:

memories

memories

I am working hard on appreciating every moment now.

Also, I apologize to MaryBeth at my failure to make the book photos less curvy.

The Last Anniversary is mostly set on a fictional Australian Island, has a set of characters of all ages, and like all Liane Moriarty’s books, I recommend it for a good read.

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Book frontispeice:  A mystery set on a little island; how very satisfactory!  Irresistible!

I had to get it through interlibrary loan; it did not take long to arrive.

I’d forgotten it was Thursday till our friend Jenna (Queen La De Da) texted me to invite us to join her birthday dinner at the Cove.  We couldn’t, because Allan was still across the river.  When he returned, we did go to the Cove for a late dinner, and I was glad to have been reminded of the day as otherwise I could have missed our Thursday tradition.

Allan's photo: entering the Cove

Allan’s photo: entering the Cove

the menu

the menu

Caeser salads

Caeser salads

ahi tuna

ahi tuna

Our day concluded with two episodes on DVD of the most recently released season of True Blood.  I do wish my memory were better for what happened in the intricate and convoluted plot during previous seasons.

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Saturday, 25 October 2014

We had 47 mph winds and Allan saw the excitement of a big branch coming down in the bogsy woods, on the gear shed side, and breaking as it hit another branch on the way down.

Of course, I am pleased about next summer's campfire wood.

Of course, I am pleased about next summer’s campfire wood. (Allan’s photo)

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Out the front window, the Tetrapanax showed the wind gusts.

Out the front window, the Tetrapanax showed the wind gusts.

dogwood outside kitchen window whipping sideways in wind and rain

dogwood outside kitchen window whipping sideways in wind and rain

The wind in the bogsy wood was so dramatic that it was hard to stand up to take this (safely far away) photo:

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Later, while I worked on adding more photos to my page about Gram’s garden, Allan prepared the framework for the upcoming Halloween Avenue of Spooky Plants, through which brave trick or treaters will arrive to the porch.

We left the posts up since last year.

We left the posts up since last year. (Allan’s photo)

He put up the crosspieces of bamboo.

He put up the crosspieces of bamboo. (Allan’s photo)

I’ll wait till closer to Halloween before attaching the plants, as they could blow every whichway in the wind.

I had good company while blogging.

cats

Later, I finished a book, Mean Girls Grown Up. While I did like some passages, I debated whether the subject was good for this blog, and decided to save the topic of friendship for sometime this winter, perhaps. Now and then this summer, I’ve written a paragraph on the subject and then deleted it before publishing because I hesitated to be so revealing. (As Ann Lamott so amusingly wrote, “If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.”)

I then began a new to me Margaret Drabble book, Seven Sisters. Immediately I fell in love with the (sort of) chapter titles being set off to the right side of the text. (Below, what is not clear is that she is not HIGH, she’s in an upper floor flat.)

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Ms. Drabble, how I love thee.

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I was surprised to see Georgette Heyer and Dorothy Sayers invoked in the same sentence:

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That’s nothing against Georgette Heyer; my significant other of the 80s, Bryan, loved her books and during those years I read every one of them and loved them, too. He also got me to read Jane Austen for the first time, and A.A. Milne and P.G. Wodehouse. For a punk rock club manager and soundman, he had the gentlest of reading taste.

Surely on Sunday, I would get another rainy day to finish my Drabble book and probably read another book, as well.

Sunday, 26 October 2014

Our rainy day off was not to be. We woke to rain, then sunshine and a rainbow over School Hill.

The dark sky had moved to the north.

The dark sky had moved to the north.

Another heavy rain squall passed right after I took the rainbow photo and I thought we had a reprieve from work. I yearned to get back to my Drabble novel! And then….out came the sun.

I decided to take a look in the back garden to see how many tree branches had come down in the storm. I am utterly fascinated with every little change in our garden: what’s blooming, how deep the puddles are, and how many branches and twigs have fallen in a storm.

Onyx came from next door to greet me.

Onyx came from next door to greet me.

Dicentra scandens still blooming by the sunporch.

Dicentra scandens still blooming by the sunporch.

moss on the old dogwood outside our window

moss on the old dogwood outside our window

The rain had filled the water barrels.

The rain had filled the water barrels.

water

...except for this one, which has a leak.

…except for this one, which has a leak.

I hadn't battened the hatches well at all, as the patio shows.

I hadn’t battened the hatches well at all, as the patio shows.

a branch halfway up the garden

a branch halfway up the garden

The way the branches spear several inches into the ground is why I don't go into the back garden in a wind storm.

The way the branches spear several inches into the ground is why I don’t go into the back garden in a wind storm.

It was imbedded about three inches into the ground.

It was imbedded about three inches into the ground.

BIG branches

BIG branches

I stared up at my alder trees for a little while, trying to figure out which tree the really big branches had come from. I couldn’t see any break that explained the large amount of alder on the ground. Then I looked to my right.

trunk

tree

It took me a couple of minutes to realize that the small-of-girth dead alder in Nora’s back yard had snapped halfway up and fallen mostly on our side.

trunks

You can see to the right how very much bigger the trunk of our Danger Tree (cut last spring) is.

You can see to the right how very much bigger the trunk of our Danger Tree (cut last spring) is.

The fallen tree was so dead it had split all apart when it hit the ground.

The fallen tree was so dead it had split all apart when it hit the ground.

Its debris stretched 3/4 of the way across the 80 foot wide lot.

Its debris stretched 3/4 of the way across the 80 foot wide lot.

An old tricycle had broken from a branch falling from one of our trees.

An old tricycle (now a planter) had broken from a branch falling from one of our trees.

I went to fetch Allan to share in my marveling at all our campfire wood and wondered if I should try to find a friend with a big chainsaw. He walked down Nora’s yard and took some photos from that angle.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo showing the broken trunk

Allan’s photo showing the broken trunk

Allan's photo; the flat topped trunk in the background is our former danger tree.

Allan’s photo; the flat topped trunk in the background is our former danger tree.

Unbeknownst to me, he also took some photos of me checking out the water level in the bogsy woods.

I had no idea I was being followed by Onyx, who was being chastised by Smokey.

I had no idea I was being followed by Onyx, who was being chastised by Smokey.

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I had found that the swales had an attractively pleasing amount of water.

the meander line swale

the meander line swale

the bridge swale

the bridge swale

chairs blown around the fire circle

chairs and tables blown around the fire circle

I went into the house for a few minutes and was amazed, when I returned to the scene, to find that Allan had already managed to cut the trunk off of the fence.

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Even more amazing, he had cut it with our corona hand saw:

Allan's photo showing little red saw

Allan’s photo showing little red saw

He cut the weight off the Nora side first and then braced the long piece with a thingie from his workshop:

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Allan's photos of bracing thingie.

Allan’s photos of bracing thingie.

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Allan’s photo: It’s a “table saw outfeed stand”, used upside down.

We couldn’t linger to do more clean up as we had decided to work, mostly a drive around day checking for storm damage and fallen over plants.

The front garden path is filling up with ingredients for the Halloween Corridor of Spooky Plants.

The front garden path is filling up with ingredients for the Halloween Corridor of Spooky Plants.

On the way out of our driveway, our own personal Lake Street puddle was much bigger than usual.

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I’ve had so much to say about wind that I’ll make a separate post for today’s and tomorrow’s fall clean up work.

When we got home from work, we spent some enjoyable time until dark picking up sticks and rolling trunks in the back garden. The weather remained so pleasant and windless, and some of the fallen tree wood was so dry, that I wished we had some sausages so that we could have a campfire. (I find the roasting of sausages to be essential to campfire enjoyment.) The next morning, I took photos of our progress:

27 October:  LOTS of campfire wood

27 October: LOTS of campfire wood

The tree trunks will be an edge to the garden for now.

The tree trunks will be an edge to the garden for now.

They may or may not be a permanent edge with soil build up behind them...or they may be for burning next summer.

They may or may not be a permanent edge with soil build up behind them…or they may be for burning next summer.

 

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Saturday, 11 October 2014

Chefs, don’t get excited; there is no recipe for cranberry curry here.

We planned on going to the Cranberry Research station to see the harvest demonstration that was part of the Cranberrian Fair. The yearly event takes place at Ilwaco’s Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum and the Cranberry Museum/research station.

Looking out our front door, the weather did not look promising.

rain

Some kids sailed down the street on their bicycles, yelling and getting drenched, not at all dressed for the sudden downpour.

front

front

I was thrilled the rain had arrived, and at the same time hoped that a blue spot in the sky was not just a sucker hole, as I did want to take photos of the harvest. We set off, and as we drove up to Pioneer Road, the storm went away.

Cranberry Research Station

Halfway between ocean and Willapa Bay on Pioneer Road are the geometrical shapes of the cranberry station bogs.

Halfway between ocean and Willapa Bay on Pioneer Road are the geometrical shapes of the cranberry station bogs.

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Pacific Coast Cranberry Research Station, an extension of Washington State University

The Long Beach Trolley, known during Cranberrian Fair as the Bog Bus, is in the repair shop, so instead of riding the darling trolley between the two museums, attendees drove their vehicles. In the grass parking area next to the pond (see top left-ish, above), some hopeful lines had been painted on the lawn.

I say hopeful rather than helpful as the two rows were a bit close together!

I say hopeful rather than helpful as the two rows were a bit close together!

Here's the pond; the pipe is pumping water out to flood the bogs.

Here’s the pond; the pipe is pumping water out to flood the bogs.

Water from the pond had filled up one of the bogs.

Water from the pond had filled up one of the bogs.

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Allan's photo: This amphibious vehicle flails the berries off the stems.

Allan’s photo: This amphibious vehicle flails the berries off the stems.

But before we walked over to see the harvest, we walked back to the museum to join Kathleen Shaw for lunch.

Allan's photo; Kathleen on left

Allan’s photo; Kathleen on left

Lunch was provided by one of our two favourite local restaurants, the Cove; owners Sondra and Jim greeted us at the lunch counter.

Lunch was provided by one of our two favourite local restaurants, the Cove; owners Sondra and Jim greeted us at the lunch counter.

Kathleen's pulled pork sandwich with cranberry BBQ sauce

Kathleen’s pulled pork sandwich with cranberry BBQ sauce

cranberry wine tasting

cranberry wine tasting (and in the foreground, free Ocean Spray bottled cranberry juice drinks

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I tried the one mixed with Gewurtzraminer; delicious.

I tried the one mixed with Gewurtzraminer; delicious.

music by Bryan O'Connor

music by Bryan O’Connor

We took a tour through the Cranberry Museum so that we can enlighten our out of town readers about how the harvest was and is accomplished. This is especially for Cathy from Oz.

railways

 

tools

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museum

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rakes

hoe

There was a sign asking viewers to not touch or try on the museum items!

There was a sign asking viewers to not touch or try on the museum items!

disc

weeders

I believe that the "dibble" garden tool dates back to old England.

I believe that the “dibble” garden tool dates back to old England and has nothing to do with Art Dibble!

a hand pushed cranberry flailer

a hand pushed cranberry beater

beater

wet

wet

wet

pics

mulch

dry

dry

It is a striking sight in winter to see the irrigators spraying to protect the bogs from frost.

It is a striking sight in winter to see the irrigators spraying to protect the bogs from frost.

We battle these same weeds in our local gardens, especially the Bad Aster.

We battle these same weeds in our local gardens, especially the Bad Aster.

Some people use post-harvest cranberry mulch on their gardens.  I won't because it's not organic...unless it came from Starvation Alley organic cranberry farm!

Some people use post-harvest cranberry mulch on their gardens. I won’t because it’s not organic…unless it came from Starvation Alley organic cranberry farm!

I considered buying some of the delightful offerings from the Cranberry Museum shop. However, it was so crowded that I decided to revisit another day as we often drive by there. It will have to be soonish as I believe it closes for the season sometime in November.

a busy scene in the gift shop

a busy scene in the gift shop

looking east from the porch of the Cranberry Museum

looking east from the porch of the Cranberry Museum

Now let’s go see the wet method of harvesting close up.

dike paths through the bogs

dike paths through the bogs

the cranberry vines

the cranberry vines (and a weed)

One of the bogs was slowly being filled for tomorrow's harvest demonstration.

One of the bogs was slowly being filled for tomorrow’s harvest demonstration.

bog

raptor

flooding for tomorrow's harvest; note the tarp to direct the water into the bog

flooding for tomorrow’s harvest; note the tarp to direct the water into the bog

It had turned into a perfect day.

It had turned into a perfect day.

looking west toward the museum (and Allan taking a photo)

looking west toward the museum (and Allan taking a photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

In the flooded bog, the flailer in action

In the flooded bog, the flailer in action

setting up a cranberry corral

setting up a cranberry corral

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The corral starts out very large...

The corral starts out very large…

..and slowly gets pulled to gather up all the berries.

..and slowly gets pulled to gather up all the berries.

It's hard work but must be fun splish splashing through the water.

It’s hard work but must be fun splish splashing through the water.

workers

workers

workers

As we got closer to the harvesting machinery, we saw someone who may have been enjoying the day most of all.

six months old

six months old

dog

 

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

She was utterly fascinated with the humans walking in the bog.

She was utterly fascinated with the humans splashing in the bog.

Of course, I had to meet her.

Of course, I had to meet her.

another dog enjoying the day; Allan's photo

another dog enjoying the day; Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

bog

herding cranberries

herding cranberries

gathering

The cranberries are all being herded to one end of the bog.

The cranberries are all being herded to one end of the bog.

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at the base of the harvesting machine

at the base of the harvesting machine

The corral has gotten much smaller.

The corral has gotten much smaller.

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The berries go up the conveyer belt.

The berries go up the conveyer belt.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The cranberries drop into the bed of a truck.

The cranberries drop into the bed of a truck.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

While I was watching the harvest, who should come up to me but David of David and Allison, Heather’s friends (and now ours, too, I hope) with whom we had dined at [pickled fish] restaurant the previous evening. When he told me Allison was hanging out on the museum porch, I walked back to find her, and later we all sat and enjoyed a confab.

me and the delightful David & Allison

me and the delightful David & Allison

When I first started gardening for a living in 1994, the Cranberry Research Station was one of our first jobs. (I found we could make more being self employed, so did not work there for long.) I had a look at a pollinator test garden that I used to weed.

heathers

The plants are much, much bigger now.

Peninsula Art Show

On the way home, Allan and I had a look in at the Peninsula Art Association show at the Long Beach Train Depot.

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While I enjoyed the art, I was most impressed with the steampunky jewelry on offer by friend and blog reader Debbie Haugsten.

Debbie by her jewelry display

Debbie by her jewelry display

You can find her jewelry at Beach Homes Old and New.

You can find her jewelry at Beach Homes Old and New.

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We had a brief interlude at home during which I sat on the porch and then strolled a bit of garden.

Smokey wished it our at home time was longer.

Smokey wished it our at home time was longer.

Mary and Smokey, and you can see the pots of rudbeckia starts that Kathleen kindly brought me.

Mary and Smokey, and you can see the pots of rudbeckia starts that Kathleen kindly brought me.

Dicentra scandens vine still blooming by the porch

Dicentra scandens vine still blooming by the porch

Robinia pseudoacacia 'Frisia' all aglow

Robinia pseudoacacia ‘Frisia’ all aglow

passionflower finally blooming on the arbour

passionflower finally blooming on the arbour

Astoria

And then we were off for dinner in Astoria with Kathleen.

view to the west from the Astoria Megler Bridge, mouth of the Columbia River

view to the west from the Astoria Megler Bridge, mouth of the Columbia River

from Trip Advisor

from Trip Advisor

After we had taken our seats at our dinner destination, Himani Indian Cuisine, I had to step outside to take a photo of the sunset over the west hills.

sunset

 

Kathleen's dinner, a potato-onion pancake sort of dish, whose name I do not know, with soup and a sauce.

Kathleen’s dinner, a potato-onion pancake sort of dish, whose name I do not know, with soup and a sauce.

See Kathleen’s comment on this post for the names of her dishes.

Mine: delicious chicken korma

Mine: delicious chicken korma

Allan goes for the spinach dish.

Allan goes for the spinach dish.

I had a double serving of raita, my most favourite yogurt-onion-cucumber condiment, and a salt lassi (smooth yogurt drink with lots of salt; those who prefer sweet can have the mango version).

Afterwards, we walked for a few blocks on the River Walk to enjoy the pleasantly warm evening.

I was surprised when the trolley sped by after dark.

I was surprised when the trolley sped by after dark.

the dark river contrasting with the well lit River Walk

the dark river contrasting with the well lit River Walk

Kathleen and I, Allan's photo

Kathleen and I, Allan’s photo

The Wet Dog Brewery...

The Wet Dog Café and Brewery…

with live music

with live music (Kathleen’s photo suggestion)

Allan's photo as we pass Himani on our way to the van

Allan’s photo as we pass Himani on our way to the van

Later at home in an amazing breakthrough, Kathleen lured Calvin with a bit of food to actually eat from her hand. For our very shy and neurotic black cat, this was great social progress. Most people don’t even get to see him, but he was interested in her even before she got the food.

Kathleen enticing Calvin

Kathleen enticing Calvin

We are very pleased that she will be joining us for this year’s Ilwaco Halloween trick or treating extravaganza (distributing treats, not asking for treats).

Next: The Cranberrian Fair in Ilwaco.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Friday, 13 June 2014

Ilwaco

A lovely coolness out my back window told me "No watering today!"

A lovely coolness out my back window told me “No watering today!”

except for the haning basket on our front porch.

except for the haning basket on our front porch.

against the porch: Dicentra scandens

against the porch: Dicentra scandens

yellow bleeding heart vine

yellow bleeding heart vine, came through our very cold (for here) winter just fine

and the hanging basket calibrachoa

and the hanging basket calibrachoa

Just down on the next block, we had a couple of plants to add to Larry’ and Robert’s garden and some weeding to do there.  I decided to put a nice edge on the lawn.

The foxglove was in the wrong spot and had to go.

The foxglove was in the wrong spot and had to go.

after

after

and on around the garden bed

and on around the garden bed

Allan put a nice edge on the boat garden bed.

Allan put a nice edge on the boat garden bed.

Strangely, this garden lacks an Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’, a terrible oversight.

Next, Allan replaced an old Erysium ‘Bowles Mauve’ with a new one in the Ilwaco Planter at Lake and First while I nipped into the Antique Gallery to take a few new photos for their Facebook page.

This appeals to me.  My dad and grandma used oil cans like this.

This appeals to me. My dad and grandma used oil cans like this.  Do people still?

and I like this...

and I like this…

and this.

and this.

Helping friends promote their businesses and causes is one way to live a life of good works.  I have found myself a good niche for that on Facebook.

We did a quick compost bucket switch at Olde Towne.  We keep four composters going with all that we get from there: coffee grounds and salad leavings.  However, Luanne is about to get a pet rabbit, so we will be getting less lettuce…and instead, some bunny poop!

Luanne's clematis is blooming outside the café.

Luanne’s clematis is blooming outside the café.


 

Depot Restaurant

Next, weeding and some pulling of dead bulb foliage at The Depot Restaurant in Seaview.

with Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue'

with Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’

The whiskey barrel that we planted up is a bit hidden now from the front...

The whiskey barrel that we planted up is a bit hidden now from the front…

by the new Clamshell Railroad sign, which is so much smaller than I pictured it.

by the new Clamshell Railroad sign, which is so much smaller than I pictured it.

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I was so worried it would mess up my garden.  All turned out to be well.  In my mind’s eye it was three times as big as it actually is.

It had to go low to not block the window or their own sign.

It had to go low to not block the window or their own sign.

When I got my camera out to take the photos, I found myself a problem:  I had made off with Luanne’s spectacles from Olde Towne after borrowing them to try to help her solve a computer problem.

Argh!!  Back to Olde Towne we drove...

Argh!! Back to Olde Towne we drove…

And Allan had already realized he had left the full compost bucket still sitting back at the café, so we picked that up at last


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Boreas Inn

Next, The Boreas Inn to plant a dianthus, a few cosmos, and a penstemon and an Achillea ‘Paprika’.  I screeched when I saw that Susie had planted a draecana on one side of one of the lawn beds.

This I could not allow.

This I could not allow.

It had been on the left edge of this bed.

It had been on the left edge of this bed.

If that tall spike had grown there, it would have tilted the whole picture like this!

If that tall spike had grown there, it would have tilted the whole picture like this!

Susie later told me she knew I would move it; she had been carrying it around and had to stick it somewhere.

I moved it to join some ornamental grasses; right now it is hidden behind these poppies on a bed along the north side of the yard.

I moved it to join some ornamental grasses; right now it is hidden behind these poppies on a bed along the north side of the yard.


 

Erin’s garden

I had just 6 new cosmos to fill in a space in Erin’s boat garden, and some dead narcissi foliage to pull.

the boat and the fire circle on the horizong

the boat and the fire circle on the horizong

My friend Felix came to greet me.

My friend Felix came to greet me.

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While I planted and deadleafed, and weeded in the back door courtyard, Allan tackled a little project along the street.

before: the little curved garden had disappeared

before: the little curved garden had disappeared

after

after

a fairy house by Erin's fence

a fairy house by Erin’s fence


 Long Beach

While Allan weeded the four quadrants of Fifth Street Park, I walked around and checked the three busiest blocks out of six blocks worth of planters.  Some I left to fend for themselves, since we did not need to water and they had been checked over earlier in the week.

By the Campiche Gallery: looking fine with Geranium 'Rozanne'

By the Campiche Gallery: looking fine with Geranium ‘Rozanne’

The painted sage is about to bloom.

The painted sage is about to bloom.

police station planter

police station planter

In one of the planters, I found a neat little variegated sport of painted sage.

Could Salvia viridis variegata make me rich?  If only it were a perennial.

Could Salvia viridis variegata make me rich? If only it were a perennial.

I deadheaded the Veterans Field garden during the Friday Farmers Market’s first day of the season.

The market runs from three to seven and I had forgotten to get there earlier.

The market runs from three to seven and I had forgotten to get there earlier.

At the tomato booth, I surveyed the heirloom varieties and they offered to pick out four good ones for me; I paid and said I would pick them up later.

tomatoes and cucumbers for sale.  Four tomato plants cost me only $10.00.

tomatoes and cucumbers for sale. Four tomato plants cost me only $10.00.

I considered buying some cranberry juice grown by my neighbours...

I considered buying some cranberry juice grown by my neighbours…

I WILL next time, now that I have read it will keep for 45 days.

I WILL next time, now that I have read it will keep for 45 days.

some sort of cow for milking practice

some sort of cow for milking practice

Veggie Girls

Veggie Girls

When I rejoined Allan in Fifth Street Park, I took a few photos to show its current glories.

Brodiea 'Queen Fabiola'

In the bed by the clam sculpture:  Brodiaea ‘Queen Fabiola’ (excellent, plant the bulbs in fall)

guess what?

guess what?

with a bee of course

with a bee of course

I found a good example of the superiority of Geranium ‘Rozanne’ over its parents.  I do believe it came from Geranium ‘Johnson’s Blue’.

I think this is Johnson's, a once blooming blue hardy geranium...

I think this is Johnson’s, a once blooming blue hardy geranium…

from whence (I think) came Rozanne, which blooms from late May through the first frost, nonstop.

from whence (I think) came Rozanne, which blooms from late May through the first frost, nonstop.

Allan's nice weeding job

Allan’s nice weeding job

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Baptisia australis, Sanguisorba 'Pink Elephant', Nicotiana langsdorfii, Eryngium 'Jade Frost'

Baptisia australis, Sanguisorba ‘Pink Elephant’, Nicotiana langsdorfii, Eryngium ‘Jade Frost’

I hope people notice that the park has very, very cool plants.

Sanguisorba 'Pink Elephant' tends to get very tall and fall over.

Sanguisorba ‘Pink Elephant’ tends to get very tall and fall over.

Not knowing how tall and floppy it was, I had it growing in two of the city planters!  When I found out its habits, I moved it to the park.

Floppy or not, it is lovely.

Floppy or not, it is lovely.

more Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue'

more Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’

and Cerinthe major purpurascens

and Cerinthe major purpurascens


 Patti’s Garden

We had recently learned that Patti’s garden in Seaview will be on the garden tour as garden number ten!  Good thing several of the gardens are small.  On the way to our last job, we made a stop to get some preview photos for the garden tour Facebook page.

Patti's garden

Patti’s garden

I love Patti’s garden and we have worked in it on and off for years; this year, we did not have time but she found someone else good that I recommended.

The front border has transformed from perennials to a mix with annuals.

The front border has transformed from perennials to a mix with annuals.

front porch vignette

front porch vignette

windowbox

windowbox

bench from a piece of wood found in the mud of Willapa Bay

bench from a piece of wood found in the mud of Willapa Bay

back porch windowbox

back porch windowbox

Patti was glad to see us.

Patti was glad to see us.

I once got her this Cotinus 'Golden Spirit' and since then have lost mine, so am envious.

I once got her this Cotinus ‘Golden Spirit’ and since then have lost mine, so am envious.

water on the back deck

water by the back door

Patti's little dog Stella is always on the move.

Patti’s little dog Stella is always on the move.

Allan's photo of Patti's pergola

Allan’s photo of Patti’s pergola

and of her roses

and of her roses

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It was a quick visit because we had to get at least a bit of weeding done elsewhere.

me in Patti's back garden

me in Patti’s back garden…no time for sitting today.

Port of Ilwaco

If we could just get some weeding done in the Ilwaco boatyard, I figured passersby would think “At least they are trying.”

It quickly gets infested with horsetail and bindweed.

It quickly gets infested with horsetail and bindweed.

a melange of poppies

a melange of poppies

entering the boatyard gate!

entering the boatyard gate!

two deer.  The boatyard is another of our deer resistant gardens.

two deer. The boatyard is another of our deer resistant gardens.

Another little fawn followed along a bit later.

Another little fawn followed along a bit later.

Humans are a worse problem; I found another  hard to come by tall sea thrift pulled up and cast aside to dry.

Humans are a worse problem; I found another hard to come by tall sea thrift pulled up and cast aside to dry.

I think people are trying to pick the flowers and end up pulling the plant out…or perhaps are trying to steal it and get caught so drop the plant and walk away.   ??

Allan weeding the end...very tired

Allan weeding the end…very tired.  He kneels or squats to weed…

and I always weed bending over.

and I always weed bending over.

My hands had turned into aching claws, so we gave up…

Rozanne and yellow yarrow

Rozanne and yellow yarrow

and a nice pool of Rozanne around a water meter

and a nice pool of Rozanne around a water meter

We did the quickest possible check on the Port Office garden to make sure it looked good for Saturday Market, enjoyed the view every so briefly, and went home…ready for two days off!

I do believe two days off makes life better.

I do believe two days off makes life better.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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