Posts Tagged ‘Fifth Street Park’

Thursday, 31 August 2017

We’d had some more drizzle, enough to make small puddles in the street.

While pleasing, it was not enough to saturate the soil in any of the gardens or planters.  Just enough for a little light refreshment.

Post Office garden, still dry

in the post office planter, “two bugs”  (Allan’s photo)

Long Beach

strimmer touch up after deadheading (front)

In the back of the sign, you can see that Geranium ‘Orion’ is just a green mound, while Rozanne is still blooming determinedly.

Allan and I parted ways to water the 37 Pacific Way planters, with him going south and me going north.

still my favourite planter

another good one

Santolina, Oregano ‘Hopley’s Purple’, Geranium Rozanne’

I love the angularity of ‘Hopley’s Purple’ oregano.

It occurred to me that I can take starts of Hopley’s Purple in the fall and put it in some other planters, as well.  The only other place I have it is in the boatyard.

Allan has been keeping the monument circle just to the north in Coulter Park well weeded.  It does not get enough water to be lush toward the front.

Coulter Park

The Coulters. I should have pulled the Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’, lower left!

As I walked and watering going south, I suddenly thought I should photograph all the planters, favourites and otherwise, from across the street, once a month, on one of the days when Allan waters trees and I water almost all the planters.  Next Monday is my last chance to do so before they get vigorously Sat Upon during Rod Run weekend.  But Monday will be Labor Day with lots of traffic between me and the other side of the street.  I will try.  Meanwhile, here are some from the north end of town today.

The one by the Elks

by Cottage Bakery

by Funland

Police Station, with city crew member on the endless garbage pick up detail

Lewis and Clark Square

It was my job today to water the four containers in Fish Alley.  Because I was tired, I decided to get water from a secret place at the back of the alley. (I’m allowed to).  But no!  A hose was going from it up into an apartment, above.


It is a long water bucket schlep from the front of the alley to the back.

Recently while I was thinking about the impermanence of life, the lyrics of a sixties song ran through my mind repeatedly: “Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping into the future.”  One reason impermanence was on my mind was because of reading Julie Goyder’s excellent blog, which I have followed for a few years, and in which she wrote about how her darling husband had just passed on from Parkinson’s disease.  (If you are experiencing the dementia of a loved one, go back and read the last two years of her blog.) A less serious reason for thinking about time was my usual pondering about the enticement of retirement dreams vs. my reluctance to ever give up doing the Long Beach planters.  Today, the spookiest thing happened.  A car drove by and from its windows came just one snatch of song: “Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping into the future.”

Cue Twilight Zone theme.  Later, I looked up all of the lyrics and found them good:

Feed the babies
Who don’t have enough to eat
Shoe the children
With no shoes on their feet
House the people
Livin’ in the street
Oh, oh, there’s a solution

I could forgive the Steve Miller Band for having created The Joker, perhaps my least favourite pop song of all time.

As soon as Slow Drag is over, I want to find time to redo this planter:

So tired of the boring Geranium ‘Johnson’s Blue’, once planted by a volunteer.

I’ve tried weeding the geranium out, but it came back.  All the soil must be removed to make the re-do a success.  It is near the Long Beach gazebo and thus in a prime spot.  No point in doing it before the Sitting Upon of Rod Run.

Allan’s walkabout photos:

hesperantha starting to flower

I walked to meet up with Allan for weeding Veterans Field gardens.

corner garden, time to prune down the monarda

after; I hope it blooms some more.  Allan is finishing up.

Cosmos ‘Double Click’

another Cosmos ‘Double Click’

and a pinky white one

white cleome (Allan’s photo)  in Fifth Street Park

We finished downtown by deadheading and weeding in Fifth Street park where I pondered whether or not a large miscanthus just looks silly.

There used to be more than one till that walkway was put in.  It does echo the lovely line of Miscanthus on the other side of the park, shown below from a few weeks back:

How important is it to have that echo?

As I was deadheading, a friend hailed me and there was MaryBeth just finishing a cup of chowder from Captain Bob’s.  She said she was on her way to my garden to deliver some urns (and take herself on a tour).  I was bemoaning the shortness of the cosmos and wondering why: Are the sprinklers not working well? Did the garden need more fertilizer? Every sort of plant from pineapple sage to catmint to helianthus is shorter this year. MaryBeth made me feel better by saying that there was lots of interest in the garden bed.

short but “lots of interest”

I had been craving some of the tiny tacos from Streetside Taco and for once, our passing by there coincided with them being open.  (Why don’t I just stop for a taco while watering? I just don’t.  It has to be during a clear break between tasks.)

at Seventh and Pacific

view from the picnic table

Bahn Mi taco, spicy Korean taco, Hawaiian style taco

planter across the street

Revitalized, we went on to water the planters on Sid Snyder Drive.

Horses at West Coast Rides were having an afternoon snack.

Allan’s photo

westernmost planter (Allan’s photo)

gazania in the westernmost planter (Allan’s photo)

We finished up Long Beach at the World Kite Museum.


I watered the boatyard and did a bit more weeding there.  Now it is pretty much spiffing for the Friday evening Art Walk.  Perhaps some folks will stroll by.  I did not get a sign done to say that “Gardening is the Slowest of the Performing Arts.”  Awhile back I told Jenna I thought my garden should be on a midsummer art walk and she said she could have some sort of art event in the garden.  I know what that means: Mermaids!  Maybe next year!

filling the water tank to water planters. Two hoses saved five minutes on the fill even though it’s off the same line. (Allan’s photo)

I did not have the delightful hose experience of the last two times, when hoses were readily accessible.  This time, the middle one went up into a boat…


And the end one went up into a boat.

And again, NOOOOOO.

This resulted in much dragging of hose along the chunky gravel that hurts my heel.  I was not done watering when Allan arrived so he helped me finish up.

Allan’s photo

sweet peas almost to the top of the fence (by where a hose faucet leaks when turned on)

Other than the during the hose dragging, I am pleased to report that my heel did not hurt much today. I credit the sleeping brace that a kind local person gave me.

I arrived home to find three urns from MaryBeth.

I tucked the glass one into a safe spot for now.

I will have to give some serious thought to a good spot for the two matching black ones.  They need to frame something.  I hope to figure it out sometime this weekend when I do plan to get some gardening done at home….followed (if the wildfire smoke is not too thick) by a day trip to tour an inland garden.

I was delighted that the drizzle had filled two water barrels.

even the hard to fill one

I was not delighted to spend the evening doing the monthly billing.  Always a sense of accomplishment when it is done.







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Sunday, 2 April 2017

After breakfast, I looked out the (not entirely clean) kitchen window and thought about how much I appreciate the dogwood buds just outside.  Because I’ve been thinking a lot about the recent deaths of friends, I wondered how many more springs I will have to see this sight.  If I live as long as my mother, 23 more.  My grandma…15 more. Not guaranteed by any means. I gave the buds close attention.


We finally had some warmth and sunshine.


Allan’s photo: The wind gauge is still!


Allan hoped to get home in time to mow the lawn.

Port of Ilwaco

We finished weeding and deadheading along Howerton Avenue at the Port.


Allan’s photo: Powell and Artport Galleries curbside garden


curbside garden by Don Nisbett Gallery

I dead headed many narcissi and pulled a few weeds on the south side of the port office.


Port Office, south side


Armeria (sea thrift)




low tide




north side of port office


lots of tulips in the Time Enough Books boat


Allan’s photo: Time Enough Books garden


species tulips (probably linifolia)


more species tulips


Allan’s photo: tulip buds and muscari


westernmost Howerton Ave gardens



looking east from the west end


muscari and armeria buds (Muscari ‘Ocean Magic’, right)

I had envisioned planting sweet peas at the boatyard next, then realized that I like to use up all the leftover sweet peas there.  Until we had the seeds planted at Klipsan Beach Cottages and the Anchorage and Long Beach and home, I don’t know how many will be left.  (Sort of like not knowing how many years are left.)

Long Beach


a pause to admire tulips at the welcome sign




We went straight to city works and filled up eight buckets with Soil Energy mulch.


the dwindling pile


plus two buckets of grass clipping for my compost bins

At Fifth Street Park, we weeded and mulched and planted sweet peas.  I have had no luck with sweet peas in this park for the last few years.  I blame snails.  Yet I live in hope of having a show like the one from several years ago.

Fifth Street Park (Obelisk Park)

Fifth Street Park, one of the years when the sweet peas were glorious.


dreaming of sweet peas

I said to Allan that next time we work in LB, I want to get more mulch for this park.



no time for delicious crab rolls today


Anchorage Cottages

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our good friend Mitzu

While I planted violas in the window boxes and sweet peas against the chimney on the office courtyard, Allan weeded all round the garden.


Allan’s photo


trillium and astible (Allan’s photo)


the ever annoying glut of scilla (Allan’s photo)


Someone from Oregon had left a painted rock. (Allan’s photo)


Manager Beth had done a wonderful job installing a new trellis for the climbing hydrangea.  (Allan’s photo)


squeezed in three violas to each spring bulb window box



At the very end of weeding, I noticed that a trunk of the ceanothus by the office had died back, as that shrub is wont to do.


Allan cutting the dead trunk off


after, opened up

As we were loading up to depart, I saw two buckets of Soil Energy still in the trailer.  Due to a complete breakdown in communication, they had not got used at Fifth Street Park, so back we went to Long Beach:


Fifth Street Park with two more buckets of mulch


Next time, we will weed this edge of volunteer Bad Aster.

I had big plans as we drove home.  We still had two hours of daylight; Allan could  mow at J’s and Devery’s and I could weed at J’s and Norwood and cross them off the check up list.  And then:


dag nab it

The sun did come out again and Allan got our lawn mowed but by then my energy had disappeared so the two small jobs will have to wait till tomorrow.


work board tonight

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Wednesday, 15 March 2017

Two nights of poor sleep from assorted aches and pains did not dissuade me from willingness to work in a light drizzle.  I couldn’t stand not having the Fifth Street Park roses pruned. My usual goal is to have roses all pruned between Presidents Day and March 1.  This year, the weather has not been conducive.

Fifth Street Park


tree garden nearby with primroses


I pruned by the restroom entrance, with fish bicycle rack…before


working from the Wiegel Cottage side. The restroom building also looks cottagey.

This fence has a double line of fence boards, making for a dead zone of rose canes inside.  Un-gettatable.


The drizzle stopped soon into the job and we had pleasant weather until increasingly hard rain in the last half hour.


after….the rose is ‘Super Dorothy’

Meanwhile, Allan removed a messy patch of hesperantha (formerly schizostylis).  They will come back, no doubt.






before and after

He then pruned the Super Dorothy roses on the south fence.





That white fence was erected by the hotel next door.  I predict it is going to get weedy between tall white fence and low concrete wall and that neither the hotel staff nor us will be able to get at said weeds.

I had turned my attention to weeding in the northwest quadrant of the park, where wildly invasive alliums are a problem.  For last year’s first clean up, in early 2016, Melissa and Dave had helped us.  She had gone after those alliums with much more determination to get every bulb.  I had been curious if her effort would pay off.  No, there were just as many as always.


northwest quadrant, before


damnable thread like alliums have fairly inconsequential flowers in summer.

Full disclosure: I may have planted a few clumps many years ago.  Sorry now, if so.



a nice clump of ‘Ice Follies’ or some such


after (but not done)

My former spouse had come by on his bike while I was weeding.  We’d had a good time commiserating about politics.


I had gotten my hopes up about having time to also tidy the roses in Coulter Park…till the rain came.


We were fairly well drenched.

While dumping debris at city works (where Allan did all the hard work), I was thrilled to see that the city now has a pile of mulch for us.  Perhaps if we have good weather tomorrow, we will do some mulching in Long Beach.



On the way home, we scouted for pallets at a spot that sometimes has free ones.  We scored two.  Allan did all the heavy lifting.  The scavenging spot also had an unusual offering: a pile of driftwood, maybe cleaned off the shore bank at the marina.


Got some good decorative pieces.


We did not try for the wood in two big bins.

A block from home:


Ocean Thunder and Ocean Lightning parked on Lake Street


home with a good haul.  Have enough pallets now for the first bin. Need four more to make three bins.

I had planted a few lilies in Fifth Street Park and planted more at home.  The weather had gotten fine again.


lily time


planted with a bit of bulb food


It has been windy.


bogsy wood (Allan’s photo)


work board tonight with just three pressing things

It won’t take long to re-fill the board when those last three spring clean up tasks are done.


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Saturday, 18 February 2017

Long Beach

I had big plans to get four things crossed off the work list.  We started with the tree that has pesky rugosa roses and with the planter nearest to it.


planter yesterday

After cutting out the poky thing by the bench, I felt inspired to remove as much hesperantha and tired old ornamental grass as possible.


Allan helping with the biggest grass





Meanwhile, Allan went after the annoying patch of volunteer rugosa roses, roots and all.  (Because they are pesky and the roots run like fury, we will have to watch for returning sprouts.)




a thuggish rose



Next, we wanted to polish off the first spring clean up of Fifth Street Park.

Allan started with the hydrangea in the southeast corner.




Allan’s photos: before



I wanted the right hand one a little more upright.  Easy to fix later.

It was a busy day because of a three day weekend.


Allan’s photo


Allan’s photo

My first project was the patch of hesperantha (formerly schizostylis) by the restroom.





By pulling a lot of the hesperantha, and getting its annoying self out of the other plants (like Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’, which Allan clipped after the above photo), we will still have plenty for next fall while having a tidier garden bed now.

I did the same to the nearby street tree garden:





In a nearby planter, I found…


a tiny painted rock


and emerging tulip foliage.

The northwest quadrant of the park also got a hesperantha going-over.






Here’s what it looks like on a good summer day. (This was in 2014.)

Allan had joined me before I finished.  We’d got caught in a torrent of rain but had an escape at hand.



inside Captain Bob’s  Chowder


looking out: clean up abandoned for half an hour


delicious fish tacos (before applying a yummy creamy tequila sauce)

As the rain intensity decreased, my Dark Sky app was accurate about it stopping in 15 minutes.  The prediction of drizzle for the following hour was, happily, inaccurate.


By the end of the rain squall, I knew we would only get two out of four planned projects done today.  The temperature had dropped and a chilly wind kicked up.  We went to the two northernmost blocks and finished the planters and street trees.


crocuses and iris reticulata (Allan’s photo)


Iris reticulata ‘Clairette’


Iris reticulata




more crocuses

In the last planter of the day, we cut back the escallonia. Why a volunteer, back in the day, planted Escallonia ‘Pink Princess’ in two of the planters is beyond me.  It would like to be at least 15 feet tall.  By chopping it hard now, I won’t have to be clipping it all summer long.


halfway done

and I did NOT see that piece of trash till I looked at this photo!  (Later: Allan says he saw it and disposed of it.)


done… The green santolina on each end also got clipped.

Before we dumped our full load of debris, I popped into NIVA green (my favourite shop).  Almost a month ago I had taken some photos for its Facebook page.  Every time I chose photos to post, I could not bear to post one of a copper clad “stump” because I wanted it for myself.  It was a bit pricey and yet it had haunted me. Would it still be there a month later?


in mid January

Yes! Twice,  people had put holds on it and then not come back to pick it up.


It is mine now!  (It’s hollow copper clad aluminium, I’m told, so probably not for outdoors.)

Just after we dumped our debris, as Allan was locking the gate of the city works yard, the rain returned.  Perfect timing.


At home, I got to erase two items but not the pond and popouts.  Maybe tomorrow, or maybe not with wind and rain predicted.


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Friday, 17 February 2017

Skooter likes to turn on Allan’s computer, so Allan found something for him to watch.





Because Karla at Time Enough Books had a book to lend me, we started the workday at the port.  Allan did a bit of clipping:


before clipping one tatty old Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies’

I picked up the book and had a chat with Karla.  She’s noticed that I read a lot of non fiction on social justice topics.


the book in question, an advance reading copy

I will get to it as soon as I finish reading Bad Feminist by Roxane Gay.


Bookstore staff member Scout looks more worried that she is.

Depot Restaurant

Our first big work mission was the clipping of ornamental grasses around the dining deck of the Depot.


before, south and east sides of deck


giant miscanthus (Allan’s photo)


before (Allan’s photos)





We also got the one miscanthus at the house next door (which is the office for the restaurant).


Allan’s photos: before



Just as we were about to leave, Todd showed up to work on the garden of the Hobbit Haven.


I love the Depot’s next door neighbours’ sign.

Long Beach

Allan and I devoted the rest of the day to Long Beach.

First, City Hall, before and after (all Allan’s photos):


west side, before






I decided this hebe needed clipping because the office staff likes to see out.


just starting…took it 2/3 of the way down.



Next came the southwest quadrant of Fifth Street Park.  Allan did all of that project for today.







I asked Allan to leave the hesperantha (used to be schizostylis; Todd reminded me of the name change when we saw him earlier in the day) for me to clean up, because I know there are some delicate sprouts of Camassia in there.  Last year they almost got clipped; Melissa was helping that day and is the one who saved them.  I’ll get to this area tomorrow.


after. We’ll prune the roses soon.

Meanwhile, I took the green wheelie bin around two blocks worth of planters.


Iris reticulata…’Eye Catcher’, I think


crocuses and a couple of iris


more crocuses


and more crocuses


an annoying amount of HESPERANTHA in a planter.  No time for pulling today.


same planter.  Poky nasty yucca?? thing? keeps coming up by the sitting bench.  Its roots go deep.  Will clip back later, need big loppers to get the trunk way down low.  Why??  Planted by original volunteer, as is all of this particular planter.


skipped this tree till tomorrow.  I have much regret for not yanking out the very first bit of rugosa rose that volunteered in here.


I was cutting back santolinas to the new growth at the base.  Had skipped the ones across the street so as not to overwhelm wheelie bin with debris.

For the same reason, I had skipped a tree near Fifth Street.  When I rejoined Allan, his park project was done.  He tidied under this tree while I addressed some dead gaura stems in the northeast quadrant of Fifth Street Park.


tree garden before.


after, with hesperantha still to tidy up

Hesperantha spreads like fury.  It’s best to just yank out a lot of it, and you’ll still have enough.


me, gaura debris, and the wheelie bin

Together, after moving the van and trailer, Allan and I tackled one more tree garden and the planter I had skipped because of debris hauling limitations.


Allan’s tree project, with Panicum ‘Heavy Metal’, before



In the planter, I was going to do patient santolina clipping to the new growth.


Then I saw a tuft way down at soil level.


That particular santolina might be 15 years old.  I decided to cut off all the big stems and see what happens!


did the same thing to one of three on the other side….


I might be sorry later.

On the way home, we drove past the Port of Ilwaco curbside gardens.  I reflected on the many grasses and sedums needing to be cut back.  Our last task, at sunset, was to pick up a piece of litter.


Allan’s photo, looking west down Howerton

At home: Still can’t cross off Fifth Street till the hesperantha and one big hydrangea are dealt with. Can’t cross off street trees and planters because we have more to do.  However, I had the pleasure of erasing City Hall and the Depot.


Goal for tomorrow, if weather allows: Finish Fifth Street and the street trees and planters and the pop outs and the pond.  Much glorious erasing could end a day like that.


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Monday. 7 November 2016

Our mission today was to finish still more fall clean up.

Long Beach

Fifth Street Park was first on the agenda.  We did not know for sure if the Christmas sea serpent would be installed at the top of the fence on the northwest side.  Allan got the area ready just in case.  His photos:













At the last minute, I decided he should not cut that one big miscanthus.  It still looks good, and balances the ones on the other side.  It is the last of several that were on the north side.  They were removed because the businesses behind them did not like the blocked visibility.

south side of the park

south side of the park where visibility is not an issue

The other grass that Allan did chop all the way looked tatty and was more in the way of the dragon.  I mean sea serpent.  I always think of it as a dragon.

Here's a photo from last year.

Here’s a photo from a previous Christmas.

Sadly for us, Captain Bob's Chowder was closed today.

Sadly for us, Captain Bob’s Chowder was closed today.

Meanwhile, I tackled the south east quadrant of the park.


before: Darmera peltata and Gunnera

before: Darmera peltata and Gunnera







darmera roots saved for MaryBeth

darmera roots saved for MaryBeth







after, with a blue spotlight

after, with a blue spotlight

Now the city crew will easily be able to clean out the pond.

We both worked on a difficult rectangular bed in southwest quadrant.  It is rooty, soggy, and always a misery to weed.





Geranium 'Rozanne' still blooming

Geranium ‘Rozanne’ still blooming

lots of debris (Allan's photo)

lots of debris (Allan’s photo)

cosmos blooming in the City Works debris pile.

cosmos blooming in the City Works debris pile.

At home, we watched some telly.  Stressful suspense about the election was foremost in my mind.  As I write this five days later, to be published a week later, I am glad I was not too hopeful that a progressive government devoted more more than less to human rights would win. You know how that turned out.  Sleep eluded me for the most part.

In good news:


The work list is getting smaller.

The work list is getting smaller.


1995 (age 71):

Nov 7: Received firewood in pouring rain ($75.00).  They insisted it was dry.  Del Lord offered a tarp—much appreciated as the tarp I planned to use was very wet.

1997 (age 73):

Nov 7:  I did paperwork so got a late start outside.  So I only worked a couple of hours.  I planted a few tulips in the patio and UDFB [Upper Driveway Flower Bed].  I pulled scads of sweet woodruff and cut back several perennials and weeded so at least the UDFB is put to bed for the winter.  Later I’ll add some mulch.  Also stepped on Hardy Fuchsia shrub.  Damn.

1998 (age 74):

Nov 7: Noon-6:00  Peeled apples all afternoon, and got 10 more pints canned slices.

Next week:

  • Clean the rest of the pots and containers
  • Plant Park Seed perennials
  • Start planting container bulbs
  • Cut back all plants that have frozen



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Wednesday, 12 October 2016

The storm forecast for Thursday through Friday changed my work plan to a two day work week.  There seemed no point at all in doing any special tidying or grooming when the news told us all would probably be blown to bits tomorrow.

Port of Ilwaco

We planted a tall clumping aster start (from Jo’s) at the boatyard garden.

beautiful warm autumn weather at the boatyard

beautiful warm autumn weather at the boatyard

a boat coming in

a boat coming in

Some pink flowered strawberries thinned out from Mike’s garden were planted by Allan into a curbside garden by Ilwaco Freedom Market (the new marijuana shop) while I made a delivery of a random bouquet to Salt Hotel for an event they are having this evening (a talk about salt-making).  We won’t be attending the first Salty Talk of the season because we planned to be working till dark to get as much done as possible before the storm.

for Salt Hotel

for Salt Hotel

Salt Hotel courtyard

Salt Hotel courtyard

Salt courtyard sit spot

Salt courtyard sit spots and greenery


I miss going to the pub; I have felt more like reading than being social beyond our weekly dinner with Dave and Melissa.

The Depot Restaurant

We did just some light deadheading at The Depot (and delivered the big helianthus clump for sous chef Jamie).

autumnal Depot garden

autumnal Depot garden

I bet these cosmos will be taken down by the storm.

I bet these cosmos will be taken down by the storm.

The Planter Box

A quick stop at The Planter Box garnered two lavenders for the planter we cleared yesterday.

pumpkins are in

pumpkins are in

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

and gourds

and gourds



and chickens! (Allan's photo)

and chickens! (Allan’s photos)

Allan's photo


We delivered a sign to Kathleen’s cottage….

Allan installing

Allan installing

We bypassed our next job to go to Jack’s Country Store and get a one burner camp stove so we can have coffee and soup if the power goes out.

Jack's had a whole display ready for the storm.

Jack’s had a whole display ready for the storm.

I had to push to get my storm prep errands done.  For some reason, Allan, despite his boy scout youth, does not share my urge to “be prepared”, perhaps because every huge predicted storm since 2007 has fizzled out.  My memories of the long power and telephone (land line and mobile!) phone outages of the 2007 Great Coastal Gale inspired me to at least want a little stove that will make a cup of coffee and a bowl of soup.  (New blog idea:  Allan reads these posts after I write them but before they publish.  He can add his rebuttals in italics!)

We then went on to our one big job of the day…

Klipsan Beach Cottages

We clipped perennials and pulled annuals rather than tidying and grooming.

Allan's photos: Shasta daisies before...

Allan’s photos: Shasta daisies before…

and after clipping

and after clipping; we don’t like leaving sharp little stem stubs.  Allan particularly excels at clipping TO the ground.

Mary asked me to prune back her beloved ‘Jude the Obscure’ climbing rose so that it will not rock loose in the wind.

Rose 'Jude the Obscure'

Rose ‘Jude the Obscure’ last June

That inspired me to do a big project: cutting a heavy umbrella of  ‘Climbing Cecile Brunner’ rose clambering up through a large bay tree, making a huge umbrella that would catch the wind.  Mary had already agreed that the bay could be cut low to new growth this fall, giving more light to another favourite rose of hers, ‘Polka’, that has gotten overshadows.  I am hoping we can prune the bay in a clever way like the one in THE Oysterville garden.  Denny came along with his chainsaw to cut the bay down to its new growth, as had been planned for sometime this fall.  Meanwhile, Mary had gone to stock up on groceries and bottled water (KBC is on a well so if the power is out there is no running water) and the owners of the A frame next door went out to buy a generator for the upcoming storm.

This gave me an idea for the bay tree at Klipsan Beach Cottages!

The bay tree at the Oysterville gave me an idea for the bay tree at Klipsan Beach Cottages.

Here is the KBC garden last week with bay and roses gone rampant in the background:

last week

last week

Denny attacks the bay.

TodayL Denny attacks the bay; I had already cut and pulled out some roses.



The wobbly oldest section of old fence could blow down.  At least now it won’t be tangled with large branches.

the sit spot

the sit spot, after

The rose got his face and hand.

The rose got Denny’s face and hand.

our debris (Allan's photo)

our debris (Allan’s photo)

looking in the east gate

looking in the east gate

bird bath view

bird bath view

Long Beach

I was inspired to think we might clip back some ‘Super Dorothy’ roses from a similar wooden fence in Fifth Street Park.  When we arrived there, I couldn’t bear to do it.  The roses are still blooming.


Rose ‘Super Dorothy’

from behind the fence

‘Super Dorothy’ rose from behind the fence

If the severe storm does not materialize (as often happens after dire warnings), perhaps the roses might bloom for another month.

I had checked the weather again and learned that THURSDAY might have 80 mph winds.  I had thought Thursday would be a normal storm, about 50 mph winds, and Saturday would be the bad one.  As I got anxious to get home for some storm prep, all we did in the park was cut back two clumps of Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’.

Allan's photos: Helianthus before

Allan’s photos: Helianthus before

and after

and after

I think this will be all windblown by next Monday.

I think this will be all windblown by next Monday.

We rewarded ourselves with pastries from The Cottage Bakery….

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo; They were out of Tiger Paws!

…and hurried home with an hour of daylight to spare.  I cut back some Solanum (blue potato vine) from my window, hoping to keep it from banging against the glass, pulled the tomato plants out of the greenhouse and put some tender plants in.  Allan did enough honeysuckle pruning to get the back greenhouse door to shut tight.  At dusk, from inside my room, I saw I still have not cut enough potato vine.  It will have to do unless I have time before the storm to trim some more tomorrow.

With 80 mph wind predicted for tomorrow, I think that our North Beach Garden Gang dinner might not happen.


1995 (age 71):

Oct 12:  Bought 2 bales of straw from Dels.  I laughed at myself trying to get them out of car, into wheelbarrow, and into the garage.  They are quite a bit larger than the “loaves of bread” kind we used to see in fields.

1998 (age 74):

Oct 12: It was rainy so I worked taking care of ripe tomatoes and apples.  I dried 3 trays of tomatoes and made 5 pints of applesauce.  I picked up some more fallen apples.





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