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You may recall that a couple of days ago, I volunteered a garden bed at the Ilwaco Community Park, if it gets the funding it needs to be improved with a new play structure, picnic area, etc.  (Volunteer hours and plants will count toward the matching funds needed to get a grant for improving the park.) Here is the Ilwaco Parks and Rec GoFundMe page where you can make the park project happen.

Friday, 21 August 2015

I just finished this book a couple of evenings ago:

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This bit about bloggers made me chortle:

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And I found this bit to be true and moving:

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As some of my friends know, I have a strong objection to being Bright-Sided by Perky People.  (I prefer curmudgeons and eccentrics, aspergians and peculiars.)  I like it when someone with as droll a sense of humour as Jon Ronson says that it is possibly to be productive and interesting despite not being “especially normal.”

Despite a lack of perkiness, I enjoy my life deeply, especially days off at home.  However, today I did leave home to go out for lunch and a good talk with Garden Tour Nancy at the 42nd Street Café.  I was feeling strangely tired and rather poorly and wonky from having taken a migraine pill, so I did not take a single photograph to commemorate our pleasant meal.

When I got home again, I couldn’t find Allan even though the van was here.  I did not try hard.  In fact, I felt tired enough to just sit down with a book.  Then I heard voices, and both Allan and Todd came into view outside the window.  Todd had dropped by and they had been out looking at plants in the back garden. I went outside to socialize and before long, we had another visitor, Ed Strange and my nephew Jackson.  Both of them are actually quite cheerful people, but neither makes me feel bright-sided or like I have to be “on”.  (Jon Ronson’s quotation had got me thinking about such things.)

Ed, Jackson, Todd

Ed, Jackson, Todd

My nephew, Jackson

My nephew, Jackson

Allan's photo: on the patio

Allan’s photo: on the patio

looking up plant IDs on my phone

looking up plant IDs on my phone

found it!

found it! (whatever plant ID was being sought)

yammering away about some plant thing or another

yammering away about some plant thing or another

Frosty meets Jackson! (Allan's photo)

Frosty meets Jackson! (Allan’s photo)

Brothers Frosty and Smokey and their mother Mary are interested in dogs, because they grew up with two very nice dogs:

good old Annie and Jasmine, who were good friends of mine.

good old Annie and Jasmine, who were good friends of mine and companions for the cat family.

Annie and Jasmine had passed away before we inherited the three cats from their guy, Terry.

Jackson got a little too excited, so Frosty exited up the cat ramp.

Jackson got a little too excited, so Frosty exited up the cat ramp.

Ed had to leave to go to mow a lawn.  Todd stayed for awhile and we had some good Plant Talk.  I had to keep moving us to different spots to get out of the sun for coolth, into the sun for warmth, and out of the sun again.  Below, you can see Allan’s project continuing.  His next plan is an arch at the front gate but his back pain has put the project completion on hold.

Into the shade...

Into the shade…

Smokey having a drink (Allan's photo)

Smokey having a drink (Allan’s photo)

both into the shade

both into the shade

I got a useful piece of information from Todd:  I showed him one of my hamamelis (winter blooming witch hazel), commenting that one branch seemed to think it was autumn already.  He said the witch hazels are known for suckering from the graft and all the light green branches are actually ones that should be cut out!  I will do that later this weekend, as Allan had left to have dinner with some old friends from Seattle and had taken the big loppers with him in the van.  Todd also thinks that even though my baby eucalyptus from Cistus has dropped its leaves, it has not expired and will revive.

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Hamamelis rogue branches; you can maybe see the dark red ones that are the ones to keep. (to the right of the white lilies)

[Here is what it looked like pruned two days later:]

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With the later afternoon and evening to myself, I managed to accomplish nothing in the garden but take a few evening photos.

back garden, looking south

back garden, looking south

from the patio, looking south over the papyrus

from the patio, looking south over the papyrus

sweet pea success, almost to the top of the arbor

sweet pea success, almost to the top of the arbor

Toward the end of his evening, after dinner with his friends at The Cove, Allan saw the kite festival fireworks from the window of their suite at the Worldmark Resort.

First, came the Lighted Kite Night Fly.  Often, the wind drops at dusk.  This year, there was enough wind to get the heavier kites, with lights attached, into the air.

before dusk

before dusk

kite formation

kite formation made by several fliers with Revolution Kites

view from the Worldmark

view from the Worldmark

the sunset

the sunset

lighted kite (you'd have to have been there)

lighted kites and boardwalk lights (you’d have to have been there)

from the Worldmark: the moon, boats, and the lights along the boardwalk

from the Worldmark: the moon, boats, and the lights along the boardwalk

fireworks

fireworks

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not an eclipse: the moon obscured by fireworks smoke

not an eclipse: the moon obscured by fireworks smoke

one of several fire trucks poised, just in case. The dunes are highly flammable because of our drought.

one of several fire trucks poised, just in case. The dunes are highly flammable because of our drought.

Something plant-y is going on at the WorldMark resort:

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I’ll close here with a clever bumper sticker that Allan saw on his evening out.

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