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Thursday, 8 August 2019

Maybe because we had Tuesday off, I did not feel as desperate to get done with today and get on to our weekend.  All went smoothly from start to finish.

Depot Restaurant

We gave the whole garden a good watering to supplement the sprinklers.

I had a brainstorm that we could mark the two areas that need sprinkler heads with bamboo and string.  Will do that next week.

Lonicera ‘Baggeson’s Gold, Agyranthemum ‘Butterfly’, Geranium ‘Rozanne’, Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’, Nasturtium ‘Moonlight’
SE corner of dining deck

inside the dining deck

Summer privacy has been achieved with the big ornamental grasses except for one spot where diners would be able to see cars in the parking lot:

The hops leaves in deep dining deck shade did not get sooty mold this year (so far):

Long Beach

We deadheaded and weeded the welcome sign.  It has soaker hoses so no watering necessary.

We separated downtown and each watered half of the planters and the six stand alone bucket-watered pots.

Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and Oregano ‘Hopley’s Purple’
cute auto paint job

Last year I said I was going to remove this big, woody old Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ after Rod Run (the last big tourist weekend of the season—just four more weeks to go till the season is over!).  This year I really, really mean it.

I reminisced to myself about the beginning of the volunteer planter program, over 20 years ago.

On the recommendation of Ed Hume, who had a beach house here at the time, each planter got a dwarf blue rhododendron planted on the outside of the light post. Only three of the little rhodies survived and can still be seen in the wind-protected planters by the Elks, Scoopers, and Carnival Gifts.

Each planter had a great big heather planted on either side of the lamp post.  I was horrified (having decided to adopt four planters) because they were short, in the middle, took up a lot of room, bloomed only in winter, and were SO boring.  Fortunately, all the heathers died within a couple of years, or volunteers yanked them out.

All of the planters were downtown then, with none on the beach approaches.  The city decided to plant street trees in place of every other planter because people complained that all the lamp posts made the town look like a runway, so about twenty planters got moved to the approaches. I remember moving some of the heathers to the new beach approach garden, where only one survived.

At the stoplight, World’s End Pub has opened.

I saw this in a shop window and wanted it ever so much, but the shop was closed.  I went back the following Monday and the magnet was gone.

Because I had not seen the film, I thought the cat was, well, just any cat, and that the magnet meant that an orange cat (like our Skooter) was a marvel.  Allan had not seen this magnet.  When he went to the library on Saturday, he happened to pick up the Captain Marvel movie from the “You Got Lucky” shelf of popular films (instead of being number 200 on the hold list).  NOW I understand what the photo means.  I wonder if Marvel fans are naming their orange cats Goose…or Flerken.  (The movie was quite enjoyable, especially Goose.)

The next photo shows the difference in size between the flowers of Cosmos ‘Sonata’ and Cosmos ‘Xanthos’ (smaller and pale yellow).

ratibidia (Allan’s photo)
Allan’s photo
Allan’s photo. glads left over from volunteer days

We found a change in the police station rugosa rose garden.

That must have been painful to install.

Allan checked on our new plants at Fifth Street Park.

much better!

After the downtown planters, we watered the Sid Snyder beach approach planters. Trail ride horses were just heading out for the beach.

gazania in westernmost Sid Snyder planter (Allan’s photos)

We had time to check on the kite museum garden.  It’s not bad but having the museum closed on Wednesday and Thursday seems disappointing to tourists and difficult for the plants, which have to go two days without being watered (not our job!).

Salvia ‘Hot Lips’ and ornamental oregano
The fabulous and tender oregano came through the winter!

Ilwaco

I hose watered and weeded at the boatyard while Allan bucket watered the street trees and planters.  (His day was therefore harder than mine.)

The euphorbia that fasciated last year looks like it is doing it again, even though I finally cut off last year’s cool stalk and took it home.

Last year, end of summer:

Today:

While watering inside the fence, I saw a pulled up and clipped elephant garlic.

Last time that happened, some garden fans drove by and stopped to compliment the garden, so I gave them the cloves and blossom of a vandalized plant.  They happened by again tonight, and showed me that they still have the garlic flower in their vehicle, so I gave them tonight’s vandalized bulbs.  Made me feel good about it.

Deer had not read the do not pick (or eat?) sign.

Some of the lilies had escaped being nibbled.

I love the paint job on the little boat:

Allan’s photo
Allan’s photo

The Ko Ko is back in the boatyard after an unpleasant mishap.  See this brilliant time lapse video by Aaron Webster.

In nature news, I learned on BBC’s Springwatch how the lack of long grass meadows is contributing to insect decline.  I am sure many people my age remember how a car windshield would be smeared with bugs after a drive in the country in the 60s.  Does that happen to your windshield now? I think not. But even if the windshield phenomenon is still speculative, when you see a meadow like this, let go to long grass…

…please do not agitate for it to be mowed and made tidy.

Allan’s photos while watering:

Look up above the light.

mysterious sunflowers in a planter

We finished our work day by watering our volunteer gardens at the post office and fire station….

…and were home by 7 PM to begin a three day weekend.

Just before bedtime, I had Frosty on my lap, with Jazmine on a chair and Skooter on the table and no growling or hissing.

Let peace reign.

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Wednesday, 3 July 2019…

was an all Ilwaco day, my favourite kind of work day.

Allan took almost all of the photos.

Mike’s garden

I watered while Allan cut more branches out of the dying conifers which are supposed to be dug out (by someone else)…soon.

We stopped at home to offload debris and had a visit with Marlene and her dogs as they walked by.

Port of Ilwaco

I pruned my way most of the way down the Howerton Avenue gardens, shearing back wax myrtles and trimming ceanothus for clear traffic sight lines, while Allan did most of the watering.

Fellow gardener Joseph and his daughter Bella passed by.

 The santolinas were the most admired and asked-about plant today. I got all the inquirers to smell the lemony foliage.

You can see the difference in how nice and round the regularly pruned santolinas are, vs. these that were not pruned for a couple of years:

 And we saw MaryBeth as she took a stroll past the gardens.

Port Office garden finally filling in
from above
view from port office deck
ceanothus pruning at Time Enough Books

Last week I wrote about how a young boy had apologized for “hurting the blue plant” in the west end garden bed (an eryngium).  Today the same plant was hurt, by someone else, we assume.

I finally got out my camera while we worked at the west end.

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’
west end of marina

looking east
looking south

We got all the Howerton Avenue gardens done except for the two east end beds.  They will have to wait for next week.

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Thursday, 27 June 2019

I got a plant delivery from Digging Dog Nursery, including a new Molinia ‘Transparent’.  Skooter dug up the one I got last year!

Although we still felt like we had the stuffing kicked out of us from the shingrix shot, watering wouldn’t wait.  On the way to work, realizing we did not have much longer to see it, we toured the current exhibit just three blocks west at

Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum.

There, I found information about the Narcissa Garden Club, whose plaque is on a memorial at Black Lake.

A museum staffer and I spoke of how in recent years, the little garden in front has had only plastic flowers.  Allan and I thought we might try to revive it after we semi-retire.  At the very least, we could plant it up with some narcissi.

I found this memorial to be deeply moving.

Also, books for troops.

I wish that the Spirit of Peace would prevail.

The Spirit of Peace, by Joe Knowles
having a pleasant confab with a friend from Ocean Park

On we went to our gardening rounds.

The Depot Restaurant

One of the restaurant staff came by and said he was amazed that the garden was already this tall from having looking like nothing when he started (in early spring when the perennials were all cut back).

An interesting rig parked for a few minutes nearby.  It appeared to be a trailer made of old trunks.  Or perhaps it was just an intriguing collection of old trunks.

On the way to Long Beach, Allan picked up his new shirt from Rip Tide Threads. He says he was tickled to get it and felt he had “moved up a social class”.

Long Beach

We plodded through the watering of the Long Beach planters.

found a rock
a nicely colored Cosmos ‘Sonata’
Sanguisorba ‘Pink Elephant’

Under one of two trees where the water does not work, the plants are distressed.  The only way to water it is to carry heavy buckets for a quarter of a block. So it never gets enough without rain.

finger blight of the day

We attended to some rampant blackberries popping out of the Heron Pond salal garden.  No time for horsetail patrol here.

During horsetail patrol in Fifth Street Park, I resolved to buy some GOOD bagged mulch for the quadrant that I so far cannot get to look good this year.

Allan’s Long Beach photos:

in the only planter that still has all its alliums
Allium christophii

A gentleman from Dooger’s Restaurant wanted to know the ID of the pretty little dianthus (pinks) growing in the restaurant garden.

Even though we so did not have energy for the planters out on Sid Snyder Drive, they needed water and attention. So we attended to them.

This one has to have water hauled to it in buckets.

Ilwaco

I watered the boatyard garden while Allan bucket watered the street trees and planters.

It was another challenging watering session because of hoses going up into boats.

I had to call for Allan’s help to unhook that hose from the faucet and hook another one up. I had found this partly burst fabric hose that I could take to various faucets.

Then I hooked up the boat hose again and left all as it was before.

The horsetail, both the big kind and the even more difficult little scrimmy kind, is coming back.

No time to deal with it today.

By the way, once upon a time, years ago, I put sprinkler hoses all along this garden so that I could water by hooking them up and then weeding while watering.  They were all stolen within a few weeks.  Because I water from behind the fence, I can’t do much weeding at the same time.

The garden is not too bad.

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’

I could see the spot above, to the lower right, where someone had picked themselves a blue flowered stem.

sweet pea success
red poppies for remembrance

We must remember to take red poppy seeds to the WWI Memorial.

I watered the fire station garden while Allan watered the post office garden.

Allan’s Ilwaco photos:

We love that the Peninsula Sanitation office has someone who waters the planter. (No one knows who planted those gladioli.)

We now have three days off, thank goodness!

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Monday, 24 June 2019

at the post office

I had been worrying (as is my wont) for several days about the effects of our second Shingrix shot, scheduled for tomorrow.  The first shot of the shingles vaccine had knocked us, and especially Allan, out of commission for a few days.  The timing for the second one was certainly not ideal, but with a nationwide shortage we had to get it when it was offered.  So we jammed as much work into today as we could.

The Red Barn

We weeded and watered, and I doted on Cosmo the barn cat.

Allan’s photo

Cosmo hopped into the van, atop the pile of different weights of clothing for constantly changing weather.

Allan’s photo

The Tootlepedal blog has been inspiring me to do more flower close ups.

Diane’s garden

I did not pull the fireweed in the roadside garden (rosebay willowherb) because it is so pretty.

It is always a thrill to work on the roadside garden.

penstemon
Diane’s pea patch, better than any kitchen garden thing I’ve grown

The raised box garden is filling in.

When I grew Caribbean Cocktail nasturtiums last year, the flowers were all maroon and cream combos.

It has some of that this year…

…but also this orange, which is most definitely not supposed to be in Diane’s garden.

It is good that a vast sweep of reseeded California poppies stayed cream and not orange, but I fear they may have buried some perennials.

Allan’s photo
Brodiaea ‘Rudy’

Long Beach

We watered the planters and the 18 street tree gardens.

traveling sharpener
agastache
a meadowy tree garden
a Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ that escaped the Chelsea chop.

I know it is now officially Hylotelephium telephium ‘Autumn Joy‘ but…please.

As I watered, some folks were herding their two children toward a van. Each carried a kite they had made at the kite museum. The little boy, maybe 7 or 8 years of age, wailed, “Why do we have to go HOME? Why do we have to go FRICKING HOME? I don’t want to go HOOOME!”  He leaned his head against the van and wept.  In 1991 I felt the same while vacationing here.  And look what happened.

Allan’s Long Beach photos:

red hardy gladiolus

tree water hook up
tThe city crew had cleaned out this blocked one.
a tater bug convention
bindweed on a lily, before untwining

Ilwaco

While I dragged hose and watered along the port, Allan bucket watered the Ilwaco trees and planters.  The amount of watering we do of gardens that were not planned with any irrigation is pretty ridiculous.

The weather had been perfect all day.  Not too hot, not too cold, not too windy.  It could only have been more perfect had it poured rain all night so we did not have to water.

I love my santolinas. I must shear these wax myrtles soon.

Eremurus (Foxtail Lily)
my favourite bed

Dragging hose down the port definitely gets one’s heart rate up.

Our Jenna (Queen La De Da) was painting Don’s gallery.

The port office garden still looks too empty. I resolved to remember to bring some more plants for it.

I fretted over the western and easternmost beds which had not been watered for awhile.  We did not have time.

Allan’s photos: Peninsula Sanitation has been diligent in watering in between our visits which helps keep it healthy and bright.

The boatyard had been string trimmed inside the fence, even sparing some flowers that had reseeded.

We finished with Allan watering at the post office and me watering at the fire station.

fire station garden

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Thursday, 5 July 2018

at the post office

our post office garden

matchy matchy Asiatic lily (probably ‘Landini’) and a sanguisorba

Depot Restaurant

weeding and watering…

Dierama (Angels’ Fishing Rod) is blooming.

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’, Agastache (‘Blue Boa’, maybe) and Cornus ‘Hedgerows Gold’

Long Beach

Allan string trimming around the welcome sign

back side

We watered the Long Beach planters downtown.

busy tourist town (Allan’s photo)

Cosmos ‘Xanthos’


We will crisscross the street to do the other three planters in a group of four while waiting for a large crowd to move on.  Still, we do end up having to ask people to move so we can water.

Only once years ago did someone get angry and ask me to come back later; I said gently that we were on our way to water all the Ilwaco planters after Long Beach so no, we could not come back later—and she did move.

Sometimes, even though Long Beach is fun, I get tired of the noise and traffic in summer and end up counting off how many planters I have to do before I am done watering.

Sanguisorba ‘Pink Elephant’ persists in a planter even after I decided it was too tall and moved it to Fifth Street Park.

One of the shop workers arrives to work on this. (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Fifth Street Park (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

We tidied up the gardens in Veterans Field for the Friday farmers market.

Brodiaea ‘Queen Fabiola’…and a white one.

Due to sprinkler problems, the monarda looks stressed. I think I don’t want it in this bed anymore. (Sprinkler probably blocked by too many plants—typical of our gardens.)

Port of Ilwaco

We watered some, but not all, of the curbside gardens.

my one pitiful eremerus (Allan’s photo)

by Ilwaco pavilion

A pleasant fellow stopped to ask about santolinas; he liked them.

My favourite bed is still marred by finger blight.

The lavenders may not heal up. Certainly not by the big fireworks show on July 7th.

The santolina will heal…eventually.

Don Nisbett’s signs have been installed!

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ gets the most comments and queries nowadays.

We were tidying because of fireworks show crowds on Saturday and Art Walk on Friday.

This is what a properly pruned santolina looks like.  It will flower later.

This is the only one I forgot to clip!

We got the watering done from David Jensen’s architecture office all the way to Time Enough Books; then I did a walkabout of the Ilwaco planters while Allan watered them.

downtown window

before chickweed removal

after…it lurks beneath though

Diascia ‘Blackthorn Apricot’ (top) is my favourite. I was worried people would not find it bright enough.

matchy!

Good citizen Ethel was string trimming and then raking along the sidewalk for art walk night.

Ethel’s efforts to beautify the town were a perfect example of action instead of big talk and complaints.

While Allan continued watering the planters, which takes an hour and a half minimum, I watered the boatyard garden.  It used to take us half an hour or forty five minutes to water the planters back when we bucket watered them, before the water trailer.  But we are just no longer up to hauling what was literally 800 pounds of water twice a week.

view from behind the boatyard fence; the shadow is of a boat prow that was above me

While watering, I pulled some horsetail and grass away from the back of the fence.

I was daunted by huge slugs hiding down there.  I had not brought to the far end of the fence my slug disposal tools or a pair of gloves.  I was just pulling with bare hands.  I do hate touching a slug.

Afterwards, I looked at my particularly arthritic finger and for a creepy few moments I felt like it was just going to break right off at the joint.

horrific, depressing old age

I walked down to the other far end of the boatyard and the hose was not there.  (I use a series of hoses that lay around by the faucets…usually.)  I simply could not hobble all the way back to the middle of the other stretch of fence and drag a hose back.  Fortunately, Allan, who has no arthritis that we know of, showed up in the nick of time and watered the south end of the garden while I sat in the van in a state of collapse.  So glad to be home at dusk.

 

 

 

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Wednesday, 6 June 2018

We had an easy day planned, with a garden tour and a garden visit after work.

The Red Barn Arena

bees on California poppies (Allan’s photo)

I dug out some more wilted Helianthus, determined to grow only plants here that will look good without much watering.

This little patch of helianthus might get enough spill over water from the barrel, which gets watered more often than the garden does.

doesn’t make me happy to dig these out

in the barn (Allan’s photo)

horses going to pasture

Two coreopsis in a barrel also came out.  They have been wilted the last two times so they cannot live here anymore.

out they came

I need plants here that will thrive only on our once a week watering.  It is a windy area, which makes it even harder.

By the front gate, drought tolerance is even more necessary as water has to be schlepped out there.

Delosperma ‘Fire Spinner’ (not invasive here)

Diane’s garden

We weeded and did not need to water.

allium going to seed (Allan’s photo)

our good friend Misty (Allan’s photo)

Diane’s roadside garden

The Planter Box

I found a few succulents for the planter we had taken the coreopsis out of.

dazzling pelargoniums at the Planter Box (did not buy these for the barrel)

Klipsan Beach Cottages

We weeded and tidied for an hour, and took photos for the KBC Facebook page.

a bud on Salvia ‘Black and Bloom’, an improvement on ‘Black and Blue’

This will be our last summer in this garden because managers/owners Denny and Mary are retiring.  It feels odd.  Can’t do planting for the future here.

Thalictrum ‘Elin’ and rugosa rose

Fuchsia

fern by the clam shed (Allan’s photo)

the pond (Allan’s photo)

Bella

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’

Rose ‘Jude the Obscure’

Now that KBC is the only job we have north of Long Beach, we try to sometimes add a fun north end garden tour or some such thing to make the round trip (about forty minutes driving) worthwhile.  (Next year, not having KBC will probably give us an extra day off on some of the summer weeks.) This time, we visited the Oysterville garden (which will be tomorrow’s post).

This was at the Oysterville Church afterward.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

behind the church

If you are ever taking a walking tour of Oysterville (a map is available inside the church), it is useful to know that there is a sani-can behind the church.

On the way back south, we stopped briefly in Ocean Park at

Mark and Brian’s garden.

You may remember our tour of their garden last summer.  Today, we were just picking up some Japanese anemone that they had potted up for us (to go in the bogsy wood).  Of course, we did have a good walk around the garden.

calendulas and marigolds

the front garden

The air immediately becomes cooler and fresher when one enters the back garden with its two waterfall pond.

Allan’s photo

a garden expansion in front of the pond

rock dragonfly

fancy pelargonium

succulent pot

hellebore foliage

Rhododendron ‘Pink Walloper’

Rhododendron ‘Pink Walloper’

Brian with maples from seedlings found in a parking lot planting

the deckside garden (The deck has an enviable view of the pond.)

a gift of Japanese anemones. I gave them a six pack of Cosmos ‘Cupcake’.

a bit more work

On the way home, we swung by the Red Barn again and bunged some succulents and gaillardia into the barrel.  I also put in a small, perhaps too small, sign that says “Water me!”  The poor erysimum got awfully dried up, but I left it in there for now because it is blooming so well.  The bulb foliage (in an awkward place) is tigridia.

Allan’s photos

After we got home, Allan watered at the J’s….

and the Norwoods….

The forecast still calls for rain on the weekend.  We hope so…as long as it does not fall on the Pride parade in Astoria.

 

 

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Wednesday, 12 July 2017

Before we got started, the mum of our friend Thandi came to visit the garden.  (As we have with many of our friends, we had told her to tour it anytime as long as she closes the deer gates.)

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alliums and santolina in the back garden

The Depot Restaurant…

…got the usual watering and grooming.

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Dierama (angel’s fishing rod) in bloom

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Allan’s photo

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Dierema

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assorted eryngiums

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Allan’s photo

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north side of dining deck

Red Barn Arena

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Allan’s photo

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Misty was at the barn today…

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…with Holly and Diane (Allan’s photo)

In the barrels, even the red diascia have almost dried up.

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sad diascias, a plant I usually think of as pretty tough

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I cut them way back.

Even though the red diascia were by request, I swear that next year I am going to go all ultra-drought tolerant in those barrels.  Small red sedums and sempervivums around the edges would be a good solution.

Diane’s garden

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between Diane’s and the Red Barn (Allan’s photo)

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Diane’s garden

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a belly rub was insisted upon

The Basket Case Greenhouse

We made a quick stop on the way north to pick up some blue “Korean agastache” that Roxanne had grown from seed (and a few other impulse buys, of course, including a gold leafed four o clock called ‘Limelight’).

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still lots of choices in the annuals house

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Look who stopped to say hi.  (Allan’s photo)

On the way further north to Klipsan Beach, we delivered a life jacket to J9, who is planning to go boating with a friend this weekend.

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J9’s place

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J9 made a planter out of this old crab pot.

Of course, we then had to drive by Ed Strange’s place on the way back to the highway and were fortunate to find him home.

touring Ed’s Garden

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Ed’s place

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He is slowly landscaping the neighbours’ front garden, as well.

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gold and more gold by the dog run

Awhile ago, Ed ran a culvert pipe along the road, thus being able to expand the front edge of the garden into what used to be a bank of salal and a ditch.  You can see the salal in this old photo:

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2014

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same area today

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My good friend Jackson Strange (He’s a Springer Spaniel.)

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Allan’s photo

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front porch

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fancy pelargoniums

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Ed’s east facing porch and deck

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I had delphinium envy.  Maybe I could grow them in a pot.

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On the deck; he’s had this cactus for 46 years.

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view east from the deck.  The old single wide next door is going to be demolished soon.

Ed waters his handsome clump of gunnera for an hour a day, he says, and mulches it heavily.

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Allan’s photo

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The round grey “pavers” are Sedum ‘Cape Blanco’

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by the garage

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Note the gunnera on this painting.

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hebe in the back garden

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Ed’s enviable hostas

Ed agreed to be the one who will dig up and take away my sad tattered hostas and give them a better life.

We had a tour of Ed’s home.  My home would never be tidy like this if someone dropped by.

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vintage light fixture and stained glass inset

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his grandma’s pug

Then we all had to get back to work.

Klipsan Beach Cottages

We weeded and tidied.  The garden had held up well since last week.  In gardens like this one, where we can count on not having to water, we get a lot more actual gardening done.

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It suddenly felt quite hot out.  (About 70 F)

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Persicaria ‘Golden Arrow’

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One of Mary’s glorious rose bushes

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sit spot with Tetrapanax ‘Steroidal Giant’

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Allan’s photo

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Echinops (blue globe thistle)

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Allan noticed them, too.

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another healthy rose

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I wish I knew the names of all the roses Mary has.

Deadheading Rose ‘Bow Bells’ (Allan’s photos):

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before

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after

We headed all the way back to Ilwaco for our last job of a pleasantly easy day.

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Allan shopped at Sid’s Supermarket on the way (his photo)

Port of Ilwaco

We watered 9 of the curbside gardens, some long, and some just little pockets.

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Looking west on Howerton from the port office

I had an unnerving experience while watering the Time Enough Books garden.  A baby bird hopped out onto the street, followed by its anxious mother.

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The mother cheeped frantically.

The baby went further out into the street.  The mother played “I have a broken wing!”  I tried to stop traffic but had to back up…in the street!…because a woman just would not stop.  Finally she did…on top of the baby bird, which I could no longer see.  When she finally asked what was wrong, and I said there was a baby bird under her car, she asked what to do, and I told her I really had no idea.  (I could not get down and crawl under the car plus I did not trust her not to move.)  Thank all creation that when she drove on, the bird was fine.  I gently boosted it back up into the garden while the mother made another dramatic broken wing pantomime.

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The parents continued to keep a close eye on me.

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There’s a baby bird somewhere in the garden.

Allan’s photos:

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Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’

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parsley, poppy, toadflax

Tomorrow: Back to the watering rounds in Long Beach and Ilwaco.

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