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12 April 2015

my day

We had a long sleep and then I had a difficult time getting me arse in gear to weed.  When I finally got myself out the door at 1:30, I decided to focus on the back garden again in hope of getting some fertilizer applied post-weeding.

I would love to have started with this area....

I would love to have started with this area….

but duty called me to try and completely finish the middle bed.  Here: before

but duty called me to try and completely finish the middle bed. Here: before; I had done some weeding a week ago.

Last time, I had not gotten to the south end of the middle bed.

Last time, I had not gotten to the south end of the middle bed.

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At least this part got finished today.

I tried an experiment of putting buckets of the pulled jewelweed (touch-me-not, policeman’s helmet) into the kitchen compost bin in hopes it will break down, along with the soil clinging to its roots.  I tried the same with some of the sheets of dwarf fireweed blanketing this bed.  It’s not like I will be introducing it as a new thing if I bring some back in with the compost.

 

Mary was my audience.

Mary was my audience.

While dumping a wheelbarrow of weeds in the wayback, I saw some interesting and distracting things.

It would be so much easier to weed this bed!

It would be so much easier to weed this bed!

Some Darmera peltata has "taken" on the debris pile.  Yay!

Some Darmera peltata has “taken” on the debris pile. Yay!

The first salmonberry flowers are out.

The first salmonberry flowers are out.  Good for hummingbirds.

to the south outside the deer fence.  I need to weedeat a path to my bench, if not the whole area.

to the south outside the deer fence. I need to weedeat a path to my bench, if not the whole area.

the seasonal pond

the seasonal pond

Still no tadpoles, even though I hear frogs here every evening.

Still no tadpoles, even though I hear frogs here every evening.

On the third wheelbarrow trip, I saw a chilling sight: a plant, new to me last year, that I had planted as a supposedly well-behaved lookalike for the dreaded aegepodium, had started to run like fury.  I had to stop the weeding project, get a shovel, and dig it out.  I wish I could remember its name and where I acquired it, with its reassuring descriptive tag.

looks dangerous

looks dangerous

It had already run under the rock edge and, in the other direction, halfway to the back of the bed.

It had already run under the rock edge and, in the other direction, halfway to the back of the bed.

in the wheelbarrow: you can see the deadly roots.

in the wheelbarrow: you can see the deadly roots.

I considered putting the plant in a pot.  Instead, it went straight into the garbage can because it looked like big trouble to me.  I swear, it looks like aegepodium but the tag, from a reputable nursery (can’t recall which, not local), said it was a lookalike that would behave itself.

six hours later

six hours later

I was disappointed in myself that I still did not get this bed perfectly weeded.  The outdoor distractions could not have taken more than half an hour.  Yes, there was an indoor distraction of a half of email conversation with Garden Tour Nancy and and a bit of Facebooking.  Still, I expected more productivity.  The bed had been a daunting sheet of tiny knautia and dwarf fireweed seedlings.

later

It is better!

a bit of comforting admiration of yesterday's weeded area

a bit of comforting admiration of yesterday’s weeded area in the east bed (which is still only 1/2 done)

The west bed is also a sheet of dwarf fireweed seedlings in places.  It will be more interesting to weed as it has more of a variety of plants rather than a long stretch of mostly one thing (Geranium ‘Rozanne’ in the middle bed).

west bed: a plague of tiny dwarf fireweed

west bed: a plague of tiny dwarf fireweed

a veritable sheet of the stuff

a veritable sheet of the stuff

I was able to fertilize the ten or so back garden roses and that is all.  It seems the areas that I mulched in early spring don’t have all the fireweed, so mulch might smother its germination.  Something to remember for next spring.

Allan’s day

Meanwhile, Allan went grocery shopping across the river and while there, he visited Fort Clatsop for the first time.

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Fort Clatsop sign at visitor center

Fort Clatsop sign at visitor center

replica of the stockade of explorers Lewis and Clark

replica of the stockade of explorers Lewis and Clark

their quarters

their quarters

the back door to the fort

the back door to the fort

their description of a deer fern

their description of a deer fern

the trail to the river

the trail to the river

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The trail went by a dugout canoe.

The trail went by an old dugout canoe. In Idaho the party chopped and burned out five canoes in ten days. 

view upstream

view upstream

view downstream

view downstream

Another use for the pilings we still see was to anchor the rafts as they put them together.

Another use for the pilings we still see in the rivers was to anchor the rafts as they put them together.

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Interpretive signs along the trail. The word ‘arborvitae’ describing an attractive red cedar caught my eye as that name is also used for a common columnar tree used to edge yards.  

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I watched a half hour movie…

I watched a movie for half an hour.

…with ghost images moving amongst the modern exhibits.

from a series of photos in the hallway

This is from a series of photos in the hallway. I had made a short video of a pair of these at North River March 18 and this confirmed the ID of the spikey feathers on the female.

boat launch

I drove upstream to a kayak launch for the Lewis & Clark river.

I drove upstream to a kayak launch for the Lewis & Clark river . It was at + .8 feet (low but usable) and very steep.

 It was at + .8 feet (low but usable) and very steep.

This looks like a potential boating day.

This looks like a potential boating day.

 

 

 

 

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Northwest Flower and Garden Show

Here are the usual not so great photos from the Northwest Flower and Garden Show, February 2004.  I stayed with Carol and we had a lovely time as always with a meal at the Barking Dog Alehouse which had replaced a dive bar just around the corner from her Ballard apartment.  I attended probably 18 seminars.   As I had sometimes done over the garden show years, I felt a vague envy (not too sharp) of the gardening couples that I saw sitting together during seminars.  It would be nice to have a gardening partner who took an interest in such things.   But I had profoundly enjoyed my winter of quiet solitude.

boatscape

boatscape

potting bench

potting bench

planting salad greens in straw bales

planting salad greens in straw bales

Peninsula touring

Alison, a funny cyberfriend whom I had met through an online gardening forum, came to visit; here we are at Klipsan Beach Cottages because of course I took the day off to take her on a garden tour.

Alison and me at KBC

Alison and me at KBC

me at Laurie's garden, photo by Alison

me at Laurie’s garden, photo by Alison

I wish I could find Alison again!   She moved, my computer crashed, etc….   She was so funny and smart and a great gardener.  She might have changed her last name due to a marital change, and that makes women so darned hard to find.

Buddliea in a Long Beach garden

Buddliea in a Long Beach garden

Joy Creek and Cistus

I went on a springtime shopping trip for clients at Cistus and Joy Creek Nursery with J9; stuffing as many plants as possible in her car, along with her wonderful dog, Sophie.

English delphiniums at Joy Creek Nursery

English delphiniums at Joy Creek Nursery

Cistus

Cistus

Sophie and J9 at Cistus

Sophie and J9 at Cistus

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The display gardens are much fuller now!

Cistus Nursery

Below: Pineapple broom…used to be Cytisus battandieri but now is (sometimes) Argyrocytisus…at Cistus.  I long for this plant to bloom in my garden. I had one at the Spring Street garden that did nothing but put out grey foliage, and I left it behind in autumn 2010 because it was quite large.   I planted one at a garden in Seaview where the house got sold, one at KBC which the slugs ate, and one at my mom’s which was also to big to move when the house sold and I now do not have one at all!

pineapple broom

pineapple broom

The flowers really do smell strongly of sweet pineapple.

Clarke Nursery

Meanwhile, Sheila came to visit. I had been plant-sitting a whole lot of potted plants for her after she sold the Harborview Motel, while she moved around (and around!) with her peripatetic spouse trying to find the perfect house to create a new garden. Here we are at Clarke Nursery in its former bayside location, where I am sure she bought a few more plants, and then took some of the ones I was storing away with her as well.
me and Sheila at Clarke Nursery

me and Sheila at Clarke Nursery

Sheila's vehicle stuffed with plants

Sheila’s vehicle stuffed with plants

Sheila says “I believe we built layers with plywood and plastic milk crates to get them all in…the layers can be seen in the back…”.  Her fig tree was laid in sideways.  She is determine to fit in at least two more plants.

Painted Lady Lavender Farm

I took an afternoon off to go to the Painted Lady Lavender Farm with J9.   It’s between Ilwaco and Chinook, and may have been its first or second year open to the public. Its owner had been known locally for years for her decorative painting.  I had seen her work on local garden designer Dale B’s house (now owned by our friend Patti, on the Seaview Antique Mall, and on the exterior of Payson Hall at Andersen’s RV Park.

Painted Lady Lavender Farm

Painted Lady Lavender Farm

Below: View from atop a hill at Painted Lady Lavender Farm. I was quite overcome with envy and the wish that I had the money to have a number of little cottages and enough land to plant lavishly.

overview

treehouse

treehouse

black scabiosas

black scabiosas

behind the main house

behind the main house

house and deck

house and deck

Oh how I longed for a little guest cottage like this!

Oh how I longed for a little guest cottage like this!

another adorable outbuilding

another adorable outbuilding

For several years after, I thought of revisiting but just felt too busy; every time we drove by the entrance, we were on a mission to go Astoria and points south.  Finally I got back there in 2012 and found it even more beautiful.

Portland Classical Chinese Garden

In the fall, Terran and I took a day trip to Portland and visited the Classical Chinese Garden. Sheila’s gift of an old digital camera which used floppy disks provided some interesting photographic results.   I loved the instant gratification of digital and when that camera wore out, I bought a new one and only occasionally returned to film because I had some rolls to use up.

Terran in the Chinese Garden

Terran in the Chinese Garden

Portland Classical Chinese Garden

Portland Classical Chinese Garden

in the Chinese garden

in the Chinese garden

Chinese garden

Chinese garden

Chinese garden

Chinese garden

Gardeners were walking through the ponds in hip waders cleaning up the lotus leaves.

lotus

lotus

Manzanita

I put frugality on hold for an evening when J9 and I took a trip to Manzanita to have a memorable meal at the (now sadly gone) Blue Sky Café. It was kind of a shock to eat real food, because I had been subsisting for months on frozen food after buying my first microwave earlier that same year.  I am not much for cooking but I do love restaurants.

beautiful garden bench in Manzanita

beautiful garden bench in Manzanita

But first we went to Cartm, an amazing huge recycled materials yard where I acquired a small garbage can in which to plant a phormium, the idea which I’d gotten at the Molly Ward garden/restaurant back in summer 2003.  You can find almost anything upcyclable at Cartm.  Too bad it is such a long trip from here.

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Cartm

Non-gardening outings

Talking Tombstones in Astoria

J9 excelled at getting me to go out and do things.  At Halloween,  we went to see the “Talking Tombstones” in Astoria, where locals act in the role of the person who is buried under each stone.

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a sad tale of dying of influenza

a sad tale of dying of influenza

Talking Tombstones

Talking Tombstones

On any trip that we took across the river (or “overseas”, as old timers say around here), we stopped on the way at the excellent Chinook Coffee Company drivethrough in Chinook.

Chinook Coffee Company

Chinook Coffee Company, October 2004

Fort Clatsop

In December, J9 and I went to the old Fort Clatsop for a historical presentation about Lewis and Clark’s Christmas there.  Soon after, it would be destroyed by a fire and be reconstructed.

Fort Clatsop

Fort Clatsop

inside Fort Clatsop, the replica of Captain Meriweather Lewis’s  desk made my own tiny house look more spacious in comparison.

Lewis's desk

Lewis’s desk

boardwalk at Fort Clatsop

boardwalk at Fort Clatsop

Flavel House Museum

Always good at finding excursion, J9 took me to the Flavel House Museum for their Christmas plum pudding tea.

Flavel House on a dark December day

Flavel House on a dark December day

teatime in the Flavel House Museum

teatime in the Flavel House Museum

Looking back on this year makes me realize what a boon to my social life J9 was and I am more sorry than ever that she moved away from the Peninsula in 2012.

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