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Saturday, 29 February 2020

Guest photo: Rosemary Saunders Hickman shared with us this photo of the daffodil display in Ocean Park, in front of our former gardening job, the Wiegardt Gallery.

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Port of Ilwaco 

I began the day by picking a bouquet for an event at Don Nisbett’s Art Gallery. I have to confess it did not get there till almost noon. Allan and I were both exhausted and slept late. Allan delivered the bouquet.

The gardens at the port have grouped displays of small and delicate narcissi.

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FEB7E997-FD81-4D0B-AC9E-928946BF39D4The bouquet was pleasing to Don and Jenna. I wish I had remembered to include some red twig dogwood stems

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At the marina just across the lawn from the gallery, boats floated in a silvery late winter light.
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After bouquet delivery, Allan went to the library where a Carol Klein cottage gardening book awaited me. A sock drive will provide some warm coziness to the feet of local homeless folk.

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At home 

While picking the bouquet, I had been drenched with a sudden rainstorm and thought oh good! A reading day! Yet when the rain stopped and a weak sun emerged, I had to start moving a big pile of compost by the Nora House driveway.
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Allan had the idea that sword fern leaves could be chopped with the lawnmower.  He pulled them from the pile and from a tarp in which they’d been burrito-ed and kicked them around on the lawn next door…

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So exciting was this that I pulled a quantity of ferns off the top of one of the compost bins and he mowed those, too, in an area that I had recently thought about graveling someday to extend the patio, till I remembered that it made a perfect leaf mowing area.

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He trimmed the side bits off the bamboo that we had gleaned at our Depot Restaurant garden and was able to mow them…

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DBEF1406-7A86-4515-8AA0-9B8E812C5551Lots of chopped greens got mixed into the compost bins to provide a dose of nitrogen.
He helped me place a concrete vault, one that I had been lucky enough to get from the Long Beach City works yard, at a corner of the front gravel garden…

…all ready for cool small plants. I added some pipes and chimney pot thingies to the very front of the garden…

1D394243-0582-40DE-AD48-E33587CBC748…and was amused to realize this was very Derek Jarman.

(I started his memoir, Modern Nature, last night.)

Allan helped me with a couple of biggish rocks that came from the works yard.

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Someday when we no longer have the Long Beach job, I will miss all the salvage and compost materials that I get from there.
One more little brainstorm that Allan helped with was to make small wood toppers for the shorter lengths of rebar that I have stuck in along one gravel path, to avoid eye poking.  This also reminded me of Derek Jarman.
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B4983FAB-8192-41EB-B9AF-C7FED1BA22ADWith the fun decorating done, I applied myself to moving the biggest pile of compost. I had a lazy and rather bored audience, one of whom fell asleep during the show.
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I used The Toy to chop the tall grasses into three lengths for quicker composting.
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Although I frequently thought that I was too tired, too cold and would stop, I persisted and got the pile pretty much done.
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The compost bins are piled so high that they are almost toppling. I will be interested to see how soon the level will fall.
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Tomorrow I hope to get even more accomplished in my garden.

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Saturday, 24 November 2018

We had had this much rain:

With fairly low energy and the need to go card shopping hanging over my head, I managed to get a bit of the front garden tidied up.

before, with tired and floppy Sanguisorba ‘Pink Elephant’

after

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Facebook sent me a memory of a photo of the front garden on November 17, 2010:

Now:

Dichroa febrifuga berries

The Toy (Stihl battery trimmers) had made quick work of the smaller clipping in the front so that I had time to take the old spotty leaves off of almost all of the hellebores throughout the garden.

Skooter, who had been on the roof…

…came down and helped.

I felt I must go down to the port and support my favourite businesses on Small Business Saturday.  Allan had gone shopping overseas (across the Columbia River, that is) and so I went on my own, across the field beyond the bogsy wood, as the field was not yet too boggy to navigate.

My primary need was more holiday greeting cards, a need easily fulfilled at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.

view from Don’s gallery

our bouquet

I visited Scout and Karla at Time Enough Books.

my good friend Scout

in Time Enough

With my card mission accomplished, I was glad to get home, draw the curtains at 4, and return to a new book by a favourite author.

The author refers to another favourite book series of mine.  The first passage about them does not reveal what they are.

Pages later, the reveal thrilled me.

Later, our protagonist rereads Queen Lucia.

As I read of him helping a high school student apply to colleges, I learned about the interesting exam questions that some colleges, in this case the University of Chicago, ask.  (I did not go to college so never went through that process.)

I googled to see if it were true that the U of C asks questions like this.  That lead to some interesting side reading.

Example:

In 2015, the city of Melbourne, Australia created a “tree-mail” service, in which all of the trees in the city received an email address so that residents could report any tree-related issues. As an unexpected result, people began to email their favorite trees sweet and occasionally humorous letters. Imagine this has been expanded to any object (tree or otherwise) in the world, and share with us the letter you’d send to your favorite.

This led to some poignant reflections on having not gone to college, due to poverty and to having parents who had no interest; at the time, it was hard to get financial aid if you were under 21 and had parents who could help but would not.  If I could go back in time, I would refuse all distractions in high school and seek the sort of help that I read about in My Ex-Life.  I made myself invisible to teachers and counselors.

I shook off those thoughts and returned to reading.

A description of a small town made me think of Ilwaco:

Why did reading Portrait of a Lady lead to an obsession with outdoor rooms?

Sunday, 25 November 2018

I had a true staycation day with no where to go and no one to see.  Dry weather made it a gardening day, with my usual helper.

He is not helping my comfy tattered old sweater.

after some weeding

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after

Rain interrupted me and I was glad to return to reading before dark.  I would like to have been indoors all day like Frosty…

…in the same chair, but reading instead of sleeping.

Monday, 26 November 2018

A day of rain filled me with joy and made it an all reading day.

 

I finished a library book that I had begun last night.

The author had many privileges that led to her career as a “leader”, which she does admit.  Although it was interesting and politically pleasing, I have to admit I skimmed some of it.

I learned something about Nancy Pelosi (which I may have been aware of in 2002, so long ago):

Women usually aren’t in [politics] for the glory…but to get things done…..

I still had time for a book of mostly hilarious essays about old age by the author of the glorious Ethel and Ernest.

I would like to say I loved every minute of it.  I almost did, except for the disappointing chapter in which Raymond Briggs, in his 70s, along with his girlfriend of a similar age, enjoy going to town to make fun of fat people and critically watch them eat.  How depressing to read about such a good, funny writer having not learned by then not to be so damn mean.  I can guarantee the people that they thought they were secretly ridiculing were aware of it.

I gave the book five stars (top marks) on GoodReads but the next day I had to go back and drop a star because the fat-bullying chapter bothered me so much.

Other than that, it is such a wonderful book, especially for a Britophile like me, full of delicious descriptions like this one.

I do feel like Raymond does that my childhood now seems so antiquated with party telephone lines (used by more than one household; my grandma had one), black and white telly, and of course no computers.

I had time after that to read a very short book called On Wheels, British, about motor cars, and of interest because it is written by Margaret Drabble’s husband, Michael Holroyd.  (Thanks to MaryBeth, who I believe is the one who passed it on to me.)

At about 1 AM, I looked at the weather and saw that the day had brought over 3 inches of rain.

I was hoping for more of the same all week so that I could just keep reading.

 

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Friday, 7 September 2018

Every year we photograph the Slow Drag for the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page.  We posted 360 photos in this year’s Slow Drag album, because everyone who had a vehicle entered would surely be pleased to see a photo of it in the race.  Here I am just sharing our favourites, some with glimpses of the curbside gardens along Howerton Avenue.

Rule one is driver must be 18 or older. Rule 2 is brake lights must be in working order.  This is checked at each heat.

We walked down separately from home.  Allan got to pet a beautiful dog.

Allan’s photos

Allan’s photo

My favourite, Travis driving the Who Bus. He has won twice before, but not this time.

This driver is a friend of Travis and each year he is such a cheerful presence.

santolinas and, oh yes, vehicles

roped off agastaches (Allan’s photo)

We roped off our best garden.

The debut of the Joy Train from Astoria. Love it!

The Glam Tram, also from Astoria, a former mini bus from the Los Angeles Zoo

ready to race (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

bubble machine (Allan’s photo)

petunia basket from Basket Case Greenhouse

Our Jenna, right, the event organizer, and her friend Susan.

The Church Ladies

pink bug, won the prize for most fun entry

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

vehicle with 2 dogs (black one is lying down)

Char, our favourite realtor, was one of the sponsors.

Allan’s photo

One of my annual favourites, little bug with luggage rack and a bubble machine

Glam Tram (Allan’s photo)

Sad to see the Glam Tram go; its battery died. (Allan’s photo)

Church Ladies lining up to race

finish line

Crocosmia, parsley, and santolina in our droughtiest curbside garden (and a vehicle)

lining up behind Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies’ and santolina

Travis and son

winner of the “So Ugly It’s Cute” award

that bug again

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and Allan’s artsy photo

cute doggies (Allan’s photo)

This lavender sacrificed its shapeliness to the sound equipment. (Allan’s photo)  It did revive.

Salt Hotel ready to drag

our neighbour Jessika rides along

Between heats, the vehicles drive down Waterfront Way (usually pedestrian only).

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By Time Enough Books

Allan’s photo

The direction of the race was reversed this year, with the result that the vehicles were not traveling slowly down Waterfront Way, because they could now line up two by two on Howerton and they drove much faster down the waterfront to get there.  So it was harder to get my customary photo of a red vehicle and the red Jessie’s building.

as close as I got to my usual photo

Allan managed to get this photo of rust with rust.

Waterfront Way (Allan’s photo)

Awww, the pink bug is out. (Allan’s photo)

Howerton Ave, the race source (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

respectful feet (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Well, mostly respectful (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

This little red MG was in the race to honor the driver’s father, Chuck, who had died unexpectedly in the November after the 2015 race.  He would have been proud of his family; the MG came in third.

winning an early heat

one of my favourites, and last year’s winner, at the finish line

The finish line is a fire hose filled with sand.

coasting

the classic door flapping method of trying to slow down

Salt Pub driver gets a meal at the finish line.

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ seedheads and a silver car

winning another heat

“rat rod” hood decor (Allan’s photo)

A light rain began.

Church Ladies (Allan’s photo)

hoping to get over the hump

checking out the competition

after the rain, here comes the little red MG

rainbow and amazing evening sunshine

Rusty bug is finally out.

Can’t get the rear tires over.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo; the Who Bus, my favourite, got eliminated.

Allan’s photo

Meanwhile, on the race course:

Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies’ and lavender (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

And back to the race, which is coming to its final rounds.

one of the final heats (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Chevy van wins a heat, so big it reflects the entire Salt Hotel. “I LOVE this van,” says the driver.

The agony of defeat…but they got third place.

bravely onward, don’t look back

the final heat

and the van is declared the winner

Second place with their basket of prizes.

Artist Don Nisbett at his t shirt booth, with helpers (Allan’s photo)

Rusty bug got “so ugly its cute” award. (Allan’s photo)

Pink bug got “Most fun”. (Allan’s photo)

Third place

third, second and first (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Third place winner, in honor of his dad, Chuck Schussman..

Here is his dad’s last Slow Drag in 2015. Chuck is on the left, I believe.

Our Jenna, in sunglasses, and some of her helpers (Allan’s photo)

After the vehicles and crowd left, we took down our plant protecting poles and tape and then admired the sunset at the marina.

sunset over the bogsy woods

 

 

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Saturday, 25 November 2017

Frosty playing with his Snooter-doots Kitty Karrot

We did some shopping at the port for Shop Small Saturday.  You can read about that here, on our Ilwaco blog.  Before shopping, Allan helped Jenna finish putting up the holiday lights at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.

The Howerton Avenue side of the shop; you enter on the Waterfront Way side.

I walked down, after Allan responded to Jenna’s call for assistance, with a fresh picked bouquet of autumnal flowers.

It’s only a two and a half block walk, so I didn’t bother with the knee brace.

I was so happy to see Jenna out and about after her recent surgery. Isn’t she adorable?

me and Jenna, who was not getting poked with the red twig dogwood stick.

The view from Waterfront Way:

double gale flag indicates more wind coming

In Don’s art gallery:

Don Nisbett (Allan’s photo)

After shopping, we noticed a couple of summer flowers in winter:

a white mallow (Allan’s photo)

I’ve noticed two different Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ throwing out short, pale, not especially blue late autumn flowers.  I have never seen them do this before.

At home, I settled down to read the past year’s worth of Fine Gardening magazines from the library.

The editor’s column is amusing.

According to this reader’s tip, you can stick carrots in the ground (?!?) and get beautiful umbel flowers the same year.  I am amazed this would work.  I am going to try it.

From an article about garden photography by David E. Perry:

I want this stream.  Could I get it together to create such a thing?

An idea if the suspected verticillium wilt reappears in my garden:

My list of plants to acquire is growing from the monthly plant picks:

Andropogon gerardii ‘Blackhawks’ (Blackhawks little blue stem)—a must have dark burgundy ornamental grass

It would be fun to grow “Windsor’ fava bean, said to germinate well in cool soils.

Carpinis fangiana (“Fang’s Hornbeam’) with long white tassel flowers.  I like tassels almost as much as I like spikes.

Arisaema consanguineum (Himalayan cobra lily), said to be easy to grow.

With the magazines read, I will still have time to catch up on the Tootlepedal blog and perhaps to get back to Sweet Thursday by John Steinbeck.

Later: from Fine Gardening, I learned that kelp fertilizer is gleaned by “strip mining kelp forests”. And that it’s sort of a woo woo product, not backed up by scientific studies.

Now I’ve added so many plants to my must have list that I cannot possibly find them all or find space for them all.

For those who are interested in such lists, I’ve pasted it here (don’t know why some names got underlined).

Clematis chiisanensis ‘Lemon Bells’

Apios Americana (groundnut, edible tubers and beans)

Panicum virgatum ‘Hot Rod’

Sedum ‘T Rex’. Serrated leaves

Amoracia rusticana ‘Variegata‘. Variegated horse radish. Said to not be invasive.

Epimedium ‘Washunense’

Salvia ‘Madeline’ and Salvia ‘Wesuwe’ (Piet Oudolf likes the latter)

Lonicera ‘Kintzley’s Ghost’ Must have, think it’s the one I saw at Deerly Missed.

Clematis tangutica ‘Helios’

Aralia ”Sun King’

Jerusalem artichoke. Deer resistant and likes drought. Might be good outside fence. Used to grow it in Seattle.

Plectranthus effusus var longitubus (trumpet spurflower, shade)

Boltonia asteroides ‘Nally’s Lime Dots’

Cornus kousa ‘Wolf Eyes’ (can grow in shade and cut back)

Eupatorium hyssopifolium

Polyganatum odoratum ‘Angel Wing’

Athyrium ‘Godzilla’ (Plant Delights has it)

 

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Monday, 20 March 2017

In honor of the turning of the season, here is my favourite quotation about springtime:

“Every year, back comes spring, with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up with plants.”  Dorothy Parker

Skooter was not enthusiastic about the drizzly, cold weather.

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head under the covers (Allan’s photo)

I picked some flowers for an event, and then Allan and I went for our tax appointment with our accountant, Jennifer, whose office is just four blocks west.

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Jennifer’s flowers

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office assistant Helen

We then delivered two bouquets of flowers to Salt Pub for our dear friend Jenna’s evening event.

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There was a new tiny little baby to see!


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flowers for Jenna (and, later, for Salt to have)

We went back home because the cold drizzle was supposed to end in half an hour.  Allan became absorbed in “do not pick” signage for the boatyard and I delved into the excellent book I’m reading.

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I am loving Mr. Theroux’s trip around the English and Welsh coast.

This reminded me of Mr. Tootlepedal:

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Along a branch railway line:

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Two most interesting sounding places:

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Chesil Bank


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Undercliff Walk at Lyme Regis

I googled up some photos of both these areas and even found videos of the Undercliff walk.

This description of tourism in seaside towns certainly reminded me of where I live (even though we love tourists here, and I well remember being one):

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Meanwhile, Allan worked on strengthening the pallets that will make the new compost bins.

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Allan’s photo

I had to leave my book and Allan his projects when the weather seemed to clear.  We drove to

The Anchorage Cottages.

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Our good friend Mitzu

The weather was actually quite miserable, damp, drizzly, with a bitter wind.  We did not last more than an hour.

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Center courtyard: not much happening except too many bluebells coming up


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narcissi


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narcissi and primroses


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hellebores, pulmonaria, and ranunculus


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trilliums


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trillium (Allan’s photo)

I cut back some hardy fuchsias, planted three lily bulbs, we did some weeding and could bear no more of the cold and headed back home.

I did not get to take photos of the Long Beach narcissi display….

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too cold and miserable to stop

After an interlude at home, we went back out to that event for which I had picked bouquets.

Ilwaco Merchants Association Spring Mixer

Oh, how I had tried to weasel out of going.  Because our dear friends Don and Jenna (Queen La De Da) are heading the group this year, Jenna did not let me escape.

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By the time everyone arrived, we had a full house at Salt Pub.


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Our Jenna (Allan’s photo)


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the view (Allan’s photo)

We discovered that Jenna had a special purpose in wanting us to attend: The merchants presented us with a community recognition of our work, both in the gardens and in taking photos for the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page.

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Thank you plaque by Artist Don Nisbett

Raffle prizes were drawn, hors d’oeuvres were served, drinks were downed, and the crowd was happy.

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Ponytail: Andi from the Visitors Bureau (ponytail), with Jenna and our Mayor Mike, Don Nisbett in black, and Jane from The English Nursery.

We were so touched by that nice award.  And impressed with the fun and liveliness of the event.  If only the usual Ilwaco Merchants Association meetings weren’t at 8 AM!

Tomorrow: more rain, thunderstorms….I do hope the Long Beach narcissi hold strong till I get some of them photographed and closely appreciated.

P.S. After 9 PM, I suddenly had the sniffles and wheezes. This bodes extra ill for work tomorrow. Almost everyone I know has had The Three Week Cold this winter. I thought I had escaped. Am embarking upon all my home remedies. 

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Saturday, 18 June 2016

We had a mission for the late afternoon: To see a match in Astoria by the Shanghaied Roller Dolls.  We had wanted to go for some time, but staying home in my garden has always won out for me.  After seeing their presence in last week’s Pride Parade, I had a stronger interest in attending a match, and this would be the last one of the season.  However, that will be the next post.

Port of Ilwaco

At 11:45, I went down to Salt Hotel to meet Our Kathleen for lunch.  Allan dropped me off and went for his own stroll through the market before returning to his roofing project.

the weekly bouquet for Salt

the weekly bouquet for Salt

view from the pub

view from the pub

a new booth selling lavender

a new booth selling lavender

a salad for me (as I had had breakfast just an hour before)

a salad for me (as I had had breakfast just an hour before)

a burger for Kathleen

a burger for Kathleen

On the deck, I noticed that Salt does not have a room 13.

On the deck, I noticed that Salt does not have a room 13.

After our good lunch, Kathleen and I strolled the market.

from the port office balcony

from the port office balcony (Allan’s photo, earlier)

Pink Poppy Bakery

Pink Poppy Bakery

Allan had already been by and bought some lemon curd cupcakes.

Allan had already been by and bought some lemon curd cupcakes.

port office

port office

Allan's photo (earlier)

Allan’s photo (earlier)

We visited Don Nisbett and Jenna (Queen La De Da) at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery, so that Kathleen could get a rainbow fish t shirt.

outside Don's gallery

outside Don’s gallery (Allan’s photo, earlier)

Kathleen and Don, with Jenna looking on

Kathleen and Don, with Jenna looking on

Don has been continuing his rainbow theme inspired by Astoria Pride.

Don has been continuing his rainbow theme inspired by Astoria Pride.

Don, Jenna, and their son Joe are most welcoming to customers.

Don, Jenna, and their son Joe are most welcoming to customers.

view from Don's window

view from Don’s window

Back outside to the market: The English Nursery

Back outside to the market: The English Nursery

Blue Coast Farms

Blue Coast Farms

heart tarts

heart tarts

more plants for sale

more plants for sale

Northwest Natural

Northwest Naturals

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Northwest Naturals

Northwest Naturals

Northwest Naturals

a puppy to pet!

a puppy to pet!

and a tiny Pomeranian, not a puppy

and a tiny Pomeranian, not a puppy

quilt art

quilt art

This time, I bought myself one of these birdhouses.

This time, I bought myself one of these birdhouses.

After an unproductive middle afternoon (because I find it hard to get much done if I know I am going out again soon), we left just after four to go to Astoria.

Allan had been much more productive and finished his shed porch roof.

Allan had been much more productive and finished his shed porch roof.

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Astoria, Oregon

You’ll have to wait till tomorrow’s post to see the Shanghaied Roller Dolls in action!

After a great sporting event, we repaired to Himani Indian Cuisine for dinner, and there we found Don, Jenna, and Joe, dining at their favourite place and visiting with their god daughter, Nirah.

Joe and Nirah

Joe and Nirah

a feast

a feast

Joe's tandoori chicken

Joe’s tandoori chicken

Jenna and Nirah

Jenna and Nirah

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Don and Sujay, the wonderful owner/restaurateur of Himani, Nirah’s dad

On the way home...I like how they have covered these cement planters.

On the way home…I like how they have covered these cement planters.

on the Riverwalk

on the Riverwalk (Allan’s photo)

by the river

by the river (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

view from the bridge going home, with a golden glow over Ilwaco

view from the bridge going home, with a golden glow over Ilwaco

where we live!

where we live!

looking east upriver

looking east upriver

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Ginger’s Garden Diaries

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from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago

1997 (age 73):

June 18: Prepared yesterday’s berries—8+ pkgs.  Worked in garage—cleared off plywood table and moved plywood over against the wall.  I boxed up the leftover stuff from garage sale for Skyler and Robert to take what they want.

 

 

 

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Saturday, 7 May 2016

I woke too early and, when my first thoughts were about the garden debacle of yesterday, I could not return to sleep.  So of course I posted about my problem on Facebook, without naming the place which had caused my grief.  Over the course of the day, several gardeners both professional and volunteer responded with stories of similar heartbreaks and gardens lost.

Before my weekly walk to the Saturday market, I browsed the garden for a bouquet for Salt Hotel.

Even though I once told Todd I have a memory like a steel trap (of which he frequently reminds me), I can’t remember the name of this red flowered shrub.  Todd knows.  (Update:  Reader Lori Baker identified it as Calycanthus ‘Hartlage Wine’.  Thank you.)

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Ilwaco Saturday Market

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Asparagus is the earliest crop on offer from De Asis Produce.


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Salt Pub


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Flowers delivered to Laila at Salt


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Port Office garden; I pulled some spent bulb foliage


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transplanted Eryngium doing fine because of watering from Port Office staff; thank you to Nancy and April.

Pink Poppy Bakery and my self-imposed obligation to take photos for Discover Ilwaco are the two things that get me to the market even if I am not in the mood.

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I bought Pink Poppy chocolate cupcakes with whipped cream topping.

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I had been tipped off to a new piece of art at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.

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Outside the gallery, Peter played The Teddy Bears’ Picnic, a favourite song of mine.


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Jenna and Don with a new art piece called “The Crabby Gardener”


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view out of Don’s gallery door

They gave me a tile with the gardener design.  I told them I AM a crabby gardener, which I am sure came as no surprise.

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my tile of garden crabbiness

at home

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Frosty at the window 

Jenna (Queen La De Da) had given me another present; she thought I needed cheering up after the gardening struggles lately.

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a literary candle; thank you, Jenna, Queen of Hearts!

My determination to get a lot done in the garden did not result in much at first.  I blamed the daunting cold north wind.  I managed to get potting soil dumped into the two large terracotta pots that I got from the Anchorage (with broken tops) and got all of four plants put into each (including  two birthday present Asphodelines from Dave and Melissa) along with Calibrachoa ‘Lemon Slice’ and Diascia ‘Blackthorn Apricot’).  My energy was low.

As often happens, my energy kicked in at about 4 PM and I accomplished two front garden goals.

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The energy may have come from this lunch that Allan made (tomato soup with blue cheese).  And from the Pink Poppy cupcake.


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just inside the gate, before, infested with a stinky weedy pink flowered mint relative


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and after


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east side garden before


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and after; in the background is my new Seven Sons tree that Debbie Teashon brought me last fall; also recommended by Seaside gardener Pam Fleming


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clematis on front arbor

The deer are getting in to the front garden somehow.  In case they are squeezing in over the gate, I tied a couple more bamboo poles next to it and added more along the front fence.

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Could they be squeezing between these poles?

They may have come in sometime when we were in the back yard with the front gate open, browsed a couple of roses, and never gotten through the bamboo stockade at all.

Sadly, I decided to cut down the taller than me Melianthus major.  It was hanging over the fence halfway across the sidewalk, and shading out good plants in the garden.  The new growth should grow faster now.

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Allan’s photo.  It was windy.  Again.


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a sad and battered area at the moment


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front path looking east

Allan worked on his new arbor for most of the afternoon.

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It will go over the top of the garage door.

All this time I had thought that having to put two posts on the concrete driveway would be a problem.  You cannot “puncture the seal” by nailing into the wall of a manufactured home without creating terrible problems, we have been warned.

Turns out there is a space just the width of a post between the concrete and the house wall.  His photos:

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problem solved!


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two posts in place

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1998 (age 74):

May 7: I planted the 100 “special offer” glad bulbs—all red and white.  I planted some in patio bed in background and the rest in tam and pink rhody background.  My back hurt by 3:00 so I left the rest of the glads for tomorrow.  I got my stool and pulled weeds in the upper driveway along the road till 5:00.

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We care for the curbside gardens along Howerton Avenue in Ilwaco.  Originally, sometime around 2003, the garden beds were installed and planted up with things that proved to be much too tall: pampas grass, New Zealand flax, Arbutus, California wax myrtle.  In 2005, street trees (columnar pears) were planted. We were hired around that time to care for the bed to the north of Time Enough Books, and the job eventually evolved to being hired by the port to care for all of the gardens.  Our mission has been to add drought tolerant plant diversity that can hold up to the wind and to replace tall plants with low ones that allow good traffic sightlines.  The long drought of summer 2015 proved challenging for the gardens.  We especially wish to thank the businesses that let us hook up to their water: Time Enough Books, Bruce and Wendi Peterson and Salt Hotel. There are two places where we can hook up to port water to reach a few of the gardens (at the port office and the Ilwaco pavilion).  We are hoping (or dreaming) for two or three more convenient water hook ups to appear by 2016. Thanks also to CoHo Charters who keep their escallonias nicely trimmed and healthy and to Don Nisbett and Jenna Austin who regularly water the garden near their gallery.

Here are the curbside gardens through the year in 2015.  I decided to present them as a gallery rather than a slide show so that those who wish can see them in more detail.  If you click on the first one to biggify, you will get a nice display with backward and forward arrows.

 

 

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Saturday, 12 December 2015

my day

Kabob Cottage

Our Kathleen and I had an afternoon out, beginning with lunch at the Kabob Cottage.  The wind was almost of blow-you-over intensity so I did not get an exterior photo.

photo from 11-2-15, now the Kabob Cottage

photo from 11-2-15.  The Kabob House is now called the Kabob Cottage

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Chef Behnoosh’s Christmas tree

This was Kathleen's first meal here. She was impressed.

This was Kathleen’s first meal here. She was impressed.

Boreas Inn

Kathleen and I then attended the holiday open house at the Boreas Inn.  By attended, I mean we sat by one of the cozy fireplaces, ate some cookies, drank some hot cider, and relaxed.

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Boreas Inn, with the private innkeeper’s house to the left

Susie's windowbox

Susie’s windowbox

on the porch

on the porch

tulip lights

tulip lights

from the foyer

from the foyer

B&B owners Susie and Bill in the kitchen

B&B owners Susie and Bill in the kitchen, with hot spiced cider

I did go from window to window to look out upon the gardens we used to care for.  This is one of the jobs I passed on to Dave and Melissa of Sea Star Gardening, and Susie praised them highly today for hard work, garden knowledge, honesty, and said they just give her a “good feeling” with their work.  (Dave and Mel couldn’t make it to the open house because this weekend they were committed to working on that Oysterville garden that I like so much.)

The Garden Suite

The Garden Suite at the Boreas Inn

looking out the window of the Garden Suite

looking out the window of the Garden Suite

The Garden Suite

The Garden Suite

The Dunes Suite

The Dunes Suite

the west living room

the west living room

a Christmas village

a Christmas village

looking due west

looking west

gardens and hot tub hut

gardens and hot tub hut

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looking back

looking back

Kathleen had tucked herself in by the center fireplace in the room without a view, probably because it felt cozier than the west room with the big windows.

Bill and Kathleen

Bill and Kathleen

delectable mini-cupcakes

delectable mini-cupcakes

view from the couch

view from the couch

Susie's photo: "Our tree at Boreas has quirky decorations that mean something special to us."

Susie’s photo: “Our tree at Boreas has quirky decorations that mean something special to us.”

I was especially taken with some tiny teacup ornaments and should have photographed them for myself.

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The B&B bustled with many guests.  Because of the storm, Susie had expected few and had thought she and Bill would spending the afternoon reading by the fire, so to have so many guests arrive was a welcome surprise.

The entry price to the event was a can of food for the food bank; by the time we left, the receptacle was overflowing.

The entry price to the event was a can of food for the food bank; by the time we left, the receptacle was overflowing.

If your dream happens to be owning a B&B at the beach with a big separate house of your own quarters, you might be interested to know that the Boreas Inn is for sale.

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Kathleen expressed a desire to do a bit of Christmas shopping at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.

on the way past the boatyard garden

on the way past the boatyard garden

 This necessitated a stop at the Saturday Christmas Market during its last five minutes of the day…

...to get a treat from Pink Poppy Bakery.

…to get a treat from Pink Poppy Bakery.

Walking by Salt Hotel

walking by Salt Hotel

Salt's south-facing doors

Salt’s south-facing doors

Kathleen at the Nisbett Gallery

Kathleen at the Nisbett Gallery

in Don's gallery

in Don’s gallery

just outside, a Christmas boat

just outside, a Christmas boat

At home, I reviewed yesterday’s gardening accomplishments that had been finished as darkness fell:

mulching the center bed

mulching the center bed

extending a shade bed that is presently ending in a big puddle

extending a shade bed by the wood pile (that is presently ending in a big puddle)

twigs blown all the way up to the patio

twigs blown all the way up to the patio

dramatic sky over the back garden

dramatic sky over the back garden

some last minute evening decorating occurred

some last minute evening decorating occurred

yesterday's mulching

yesterday’s mulching

sunset over Lake Street

sunset over Lake Street

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Back at the Boreas Inn, Susie took this sunset photo:

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photo by Susie Goldsmith, looking west from Boreas Inn

meanwhile….

Allan’s day

Allan was out and about taking photos of the high tide and the results of our recent storms.  You may recall that the Coast Guard closed all ocean entrances yesterday.  From the amount of debris at the Port of Ilwaco, you can see why.  So much flooding has taken place upstream that the Columbia River itself, we hear, has turned brown with sediment and is awash with debris.

storm warning flags at the port

storm warning flags at the port office

debris by the boatyard

debris by the boatyard

storm debris

storm debris

You can see from this satellite view how we relate to the mighty Columbia River, explaining why so much debris has washed into our little bay:

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Even so, it is surprising considering the narrow entryway:

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Allan walked out onto the docks this afternoon to get some more photos as boats continue to prepare for the delayed crab season.  The delay must be so frustrating for the crabbers as this season is a huge source of income for them.

ready and waiting

ready and waiting

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on the docks

on the docks

high tide

high tide

Allan decided to drive to the beach, and on the way he passed our old house and stopped to get me a photo of the garden shed.

I was touched that the new owner has kept the purple colour; it has clearly been freshly painted.

I was touched that the new owner has kept the purple colour; it has clearly been freshly painted.

I thought, Oh, Jon painted over the quotation that I had on the front of the shed.  The next photo revealed that he had carefully saved that part of the building, during a repair, and moved it to the side of the shed.  I felt deeply moved that he liked it enough to save it.

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street side of the purple shed

street side of the purple shed, back when it was mine

“This used to be among my prayers, a piece of land not so very large, which would contain a garden, and near the house a spring of ever flowing water, and beyond these a bit of woods.”  -Homer

Oh dearie me, I was hit with a great wave of missing the ever-flowing spring of water that fed a little pond on that piece of property.

Allan peeked at the old place from the street....

Allan peeked at the old place from the street….

Our old fence is still there.

Our old fence is still there.

Ok, as I write this…getting a grip on my emotions.. and returning to Allan’s day, as he next went to Waikiki Beach at Cape Disappointment.

The drama of the waves was nothing like yesterday.

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waves

waves

Today, the scene was comparatively sedate:

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A park ranger told Allan that during the height of the storm surge, rangers had to move photographers away from the viewpoint because logs were rolling in fast and dangerous.

storm tossed logs

storm tossed logs

debris tossed way past the beach up onto the lawn

debris tossed way past the beach up onto the lawn

storm watchers

storm watchers

a bird who is clearly used to having its picture taken

a bird who is clearly used to having its picture taken

While grocery shopping at the end of his excursion, Allan saw a beautiful sunset in Seaview.

sunset from Seaview

sunset from Seaview from Sid’s Supermarket

On the way home, he stopped at Ocean Beach Hospital to look at this year’s wreath auction.

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This year's display includes gingerbread houses.

This year’s display includes gingerbread houses.

a clever idea

a clever idea

on the way home

on the way home, on Lake Street

Tomorrow, we have an author’s reading to attend at Time Enough Books; perhaps we can also mulch at the library? And perhaps, just perhaps, a few days of reading can commence on Monday before the next round of holiday treats.

 

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Saturday, 28 November 2015

I still had not gotten to that magical rainy day winter reading time.  Today, in beautiful weather, was Small Business Saturday at the Port along with the first day of the Ilwaco Saturday Christmas Market.

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At Time Enough Books

At Time Enough Books


Allan's photo: Time Enough Books

Allan’s photo: Time Enough Books


our good friend Scout

our good friend Scout

We learned today that the bookstore used to be half the size it is now; its original incarnation was to this side of the brown line!

Scout at the door

Scout at the door

I picked up the book I’d ordered, the last book of all from my favourite author Ruth Rendell.

Small Business Saturday had drawn a good crowd.

Small Business Saturday had drawn a good crowd.


peeking in to Purly Shell fiber arts

peeking into Purly Shell fiber arts


the view from Purly Shell

the view from Purly Shell


cosmos still blooming in the Purly Shell's containers

cosmos still blooming in the Purly Shell’s containers


our Port Office garden

our Port Office garden


in the Don Nisbett Art Gallery

in the Don Nisbett Art Gallery


our good friend Don

our good friend Don


Don's gallery view

Don’s gallery view


Who should we find there (in blue) but Our Kathleen!

Who should we find there (in blue) but Our Kathleen!


Don and Kathleen

Don and Kathleen


As we stroll to the Christmas market, we see  Betsy, director of the Columbia Pacific Heritage museum, and her darling little pooch.

As we stroll to the Christmas market, we see Betsy (left), director of the Columbia Pacific Heritage museum, and her darling little pooch, also out supporting the Small Business event.


greeting a friend

greeting Maisie (Allan’s photo)


such a lovely day

such a lovely day


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


a peek into Salt Hotel

a peek into Salt Hotel (with shirts for their  Skookum Surf Shop)


south door of the Saturday Christmas Market

south door of the Saturday Christmas Market


our main focus: Pink Poppy Bakery!

our main focus: the Pink Poppy Bakery booth!


Maddy, Allan, and Kathleen

Maddy, Allan, and Kathleen


Pink Poppy Bakery

Pink Poppy Bakery


As we left from the north door, more folks were going in.

As we left from the north door, more folks were going in.


the north side of Salt Hotel

the north side of Salt Hotel


In the parking lot, crabbers prepping for the season (which has been delayed till Dec. 15th)

In the parking lot, crabbers prepping for the season (which has been delayed till Dec. 15th)


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


waiting for crabbing season

waiting for crabbing season

at home

Our Kathleen stopped by for awhile for some tea and to take home some pumpkin pie, and then I got out into the garden.

main project of the afternoon: clip old foliage off the hellebores

main project of the afternoon: clip old foliage off the hellebores


in Allan's garden

in Allan’s garden; his mum made the structure to the left

Allan was suspicious of my activity in his garden; I guaranteed that all I was doing was clipping the foliage from my hellebores.

in Allan's garden

in Allan’s garden


The gunnera was down back by the bogsy wood.

The gunnera was down back by the bogsy wood.


gunnera clipped and covered with its own leaves

gunnera clipped and covered with its own leaves


The ice was this thick in a basin sitting outside.

The ice was this thick in a basin sitting outside.


and still the Salvia 'Hot Lips' blooms.

And still the Salvia ‘Hot Lips’ blooms.


blurry from exasperation: I do not enjoy cutting the foliage of Siberian iris.

blurry from exasperation: I do not enjoy cutting the messy foliage of Siberian iris.


So I decided to get them all done!

So I decided to get them all done!


I remembered to divide this very fine iris...

I remembered to divide this very fine iris…


to make an echoing run on the other path

to make an echoing run on the other path


Iris on both sides now.

Iris on both sides now.


Japanese iris has much better winter form than the mush of Siberian iris.

Japanese iris has much better winter form than the mush of Siberian iris.


These pods would have been good among the material I recently collected for Todd's autumn bouquet.

These pods would have been good among the material I recently collected for Todd’s autumn bouquet.


Ceanothus 'Dark Knight' is reblooming.

Ceanothus ‘Dark Knight’ is reblooming.


Verbena bonarienses (and Frosty)

Verbena bonarienses (and Frosty)


Geum still blooming.

Geum still blooming.


my grandma's sweetheart rose

my grandma’s sweetheart rose


Geranium 'Rozanne' still blooming

Geranium ‘Rozanne’ still blooming


Allan strung red lights to join the white ones on this old tree.

Allan strung red lights to join the white ones on this old tree.

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Holiday lights had become Allan's afternoon project.

Holiday lights had become Allan’s afternoon project.


stringing lights

stringing lights


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

 

 

 

 

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