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Friday, 31 August 2018

It had not taken long to get used to having Fridays off.  Now we have to shift our work week because of the Monday holiday (Labor Day).

Long Beach

First, I fretted over the dangity blang non blooming cosmos in the welcome sign.  It was a mistake to live in hope.  I had to trim them again so the sign shows.

It occurred to me that at least I could also trim some side branches so that the Agyranthemum ‘Butterfly’ shows better.

Next year will be better.  Could hardly be worse.

the back side (Allan’s photo)

We decided to change up the order and water the Sid Snyder beach approach planters first.

horse rides on Sid Snyder Drive

I enjoyed seeing this youngling.

furthest west planter (Allan’s photo)

After watering, we were parked by Adrift Distillery, so we took a peek inside.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo (I got to pet this nice dog.)

We checked on the Bolstad beach approach planters and garden.  The little bird house with the squirrels is gone.  I have no idea what happened there.

We split up to water the downtown planters.

Wind World Kites guy carried my bucket of water to the far planters in Fish Alley.

Thank you!


Gladiolus papilio (Allan’s photo)

Gladiolus papilio (Allan’s photo)

Mexican bush sage (Allan’s photo)

Mexican bush sage (Allan’s photo)

Allan got done first and had time to do some string trimming on the dry and dull center parking lot berm.


after; the berms get no supplemental water at all.


I did a walkabout, checking all the planters.  It takes a long time to carefully tidy and de-chickweed each one, time Allan does not have while watering, so I need to do this every other week or so.

by the Sou’wester RV repair shop (where they work on RVs for the Sou’wester trailer court)

NW stoplight corner (We are a one stoplight town.)

by Queen La De Da’s gallery

NE stoplight corner

…where someone had broken the top of the trailing rosemary 😦

by the old Oddfellows hall

by the Doupé Building

by Ilwaco Pharmacy

Ilwaco Pharmacy

The old Doupé Building had some clean up done, and the crew found and displayed the old HARDWARE sign.  Per the local paper, the work will be done “in stages”.  We are excited to see further developments and hope they begin soon.

by empty lot, before, with lots of chickweed

After: Sometimes clean up leaves a planter looking tired.

also by empty lot

NW corner Lake Street

by Driver Licensing

I did not check closely on the planter by driver licensing because a local person who yells a lot was by the empty storefront next door yelling.

By Azure Salon

by antique shop

I love the little meadow square where a tree got taken out by a drunk driver.

Raymond Millner of The Planter Box is going to replace the tree this fall.  I am not involved, other than making connections, because I am the Gardener of Small Things.

SW corner Lake Street, where an old tavern, now empty, might become a “law enforcement training facility”—quite a change. The blue felicia daisy got too big….

Main Street by the old laundromat, now purchased to become we know not what. Seems like a laundromat was something Ilwaco sorely needs.

Main Street is a deer corridor, so the nasturtiums in the above planter got munched.

Main Street by Col Pacific Hotel. Crossing paths with Allan, watering.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Main Street, another huge felicia daisy

NW corner Eagle Street

NE corner Eagle Street. Tired golden oregano to be dug out this fall.

Eagle Street; due for a total dig out this fall.  Will put this teucrium (?) down in the curbside gardens.

boatyard corner

I went on to water the boatyard garden and do just a small bit of weeding.

Someone(s) keep pulling out the elephant garlic. 😦

I need to use more Jackman’s Blue rue. It is wonderful.

Note to self: also use more baptisia; it does not flop over in dry conditions.

must divide this helenium and put some at fire station

Someone spray painted a Stipa from behind the fence.  (The fence was spray painted, too.)

looking north

looking south

looking north

I walked home by the feral cat colony and was lucky enough to pass by just as a woman was feeding them.

So I got to see the one who looks so much like my Smoky.

could be twins…this one is so shy, or I would take him home…

I was all choked up, thinking about my Smoky, as I walked the four more blocks to home.

My darling Smoky and Calvin, how I miss them.

It had been ten months today since Smoky died (October 31, 2017).

When Allan got home, he saw one of our neighbours in the meadow behind the Nora house.

I’ve been leaving a couple of windfall apples by this corner every day.




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Thursday, 24 August 2017

We skipped deadheading the welcome sign (south of town), firmly reminding ourselves to remember it on the way home.  I was eager to get out to the kite festival again.  Today’s events featured an exhibition of handmade kites.

Washington State International Kite Festival

this year’s festival poster

The judging was still ongoing when we got to the beach, and because we had much watering still to do, we didn’t actually see many of the handmade kites.  However, here are a couple of old photos of kites from the 1993 festival that still are strong in my memory.

flying colours kites by George Peters

Aztec Calendar by Michael Alverez


booths along the Bolstad beach approach road

a big sand shovel being carried to the beach (Allan’s photo)

A “rescue” Great Dane (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

“Beach Books” booth

one of several booths featuring fair food (Allan’s photo)

wind chimes

banners for sale, made by Above it All Kites

at the South Pacific County Humane Society booth

In the World Kite Museum tent, an eclipse flag was being raffled.

volunteer fire fighter at the ready (Allan’s photo)

koi banner out on the beach

giant kites

Not enough wind to get the giant rings and large animals flying.

rings and creatures on a previous year and windier day

Kite fliers and teams set up their “territories” on the beach.

Allan’s photo

stunt kites waiting to fly

a man….

…and his kite

kite flyer (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

On this same day, a talented local photographer shared this stunning kite:

photo by Janelle Hux

Walking back to town along the approach garden, I was so pleased to see roses still blooming.  This garden gets no supplemental water.

Rosa rugosa alba

Back in town….

Long Beach City Hall

fuchsias overhanging the fence in Coulter Park, where we park for kite festival.

Allan and I shook off the holiday Kite Festival feeling and parted ways to water, with Allan doing the planters on the south end of downtown and me doing the north ones.

still my favourite planter

Agastache ‘Acapulco Salmon and Pink’

trolley passing by shuttling folks to Kite Festival (art by Don Nisbett)

the first chrysanthemum blooms by NIVA green

As I watered, a woman approached and asked “Do you do the gardens at KBC?”  She stays at Klipsan Beach Cottages once a year, where Mary had given us credit for our gardening work there.  She works at Swansons, my favourite Seattle nursery of yore, and specializes in trees and shrubs and loves conifers.  We had a good long talk.  I recommended that she look up the posts here about the Bayside Garden, the home of a “conifer man” (John).  “I’m a conifer woman!” she said.

Here’s a link to a tour of Steve and John’s garden that showcases conifers, rhododendrons, and more.

I wish my planters had more cutting edge collectors plants.  I mostly make do with what I can get around here.

Both Allan and I found the evidence of someone flower-picking their way through town without a responsible adult saying no.

These flowers came from more than one planter and from under one of the trees.

Allan’s photo

Despite that bit of flower scattering, the workday was a pleasant one.  Kite Festival always seems to draw the happiest crowd of any Long Beach event.

a kite painted rock

Allan’s photo

Gladiolus papilio (Allan’s photo)

Gladiolus papilio (Allan’s photo)

We met up in Fifth Street Park and did some garden tidying (Allan more than me because he got there first).

NW quadrant

Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ and Chelone (pink turtlehead)

Rose ‘Super Dorothy’ before deadheading (Allan’s photo)

We felt that we were making good time and so rewarded ourselves with crab rolls at Captain Bob’s Chowder, which is temptingly located behind the park.

at Captain Bob’s

Sid Snyder planters needed watering next.

The trail ride horses were being gathered up to go home.

Westernmost Sid Snyder Drive planter (Allan’s photos)

The water is still turned off in this one.


Feel quite accomplished to be done with Long Beach before five o clock, we headed south to water in…


Allan left me at the boatyard to water while he got the water trailer and did the street trees and planters.

Allan’s photo

At the boatyard, this pretty salmon colored four o clock reminds me of Lorna and Andersen’s RV Park.  When we gardened for her there, we acquired salmon, apricot and peach coloured flowers for her.  This was from  a seed packet, most of which got planted at Andersens.  Lorna lives in Seattle now.  She might bring her grandchildren to see our garden this weekend.

Mirabilis jalapa ‘Salmon Sunset’

Pennisetum macrourum from behind the fence

Miscanthus and Stipa gigantea

Joy! Hoses were again available to water the north end of the garden from the inside.

I had time to weed and deadhead almost the entire north stretch of the garden.

looking north, about 1/3 of the garden

blue skies, not too warm, almost windless

Unfortunately, half way through my weeding, I suddenly remembered: WELCOME SIGN.

Allan’s photo: the fire station planter

When we reunited, we drove home to leave the trailer behind.

our neighbour Jeff from two doors down was taking his boat for an outing.

Long Beach (again)

We did find many a deadhead when we returned to Long Beach’s welcome sign.

As a consolation for driving north again, we treated ourselves to dinner at

The Depot Restaurant.

I had three of my favourites from the summer menu:

Asian salad



We shared Carne asada.

clam chowder for Allan

We sat at the end of the bar.

It wasn’t till later that I realized we had treated ourselves twice today, once to reward ourselves for allegedly getting done with Long Beach early, and once to comfort ourselves because we had forgotten an important work task.

I took this photo in the dark as we left, to show the colour echo of green on Petunia ‘Pretty Much Picasso” and the chartreuse sweet potato vine in a container planted by Basket Case Roxanne.  For some reason, I like its blurriness.  YMMV.

Now…three days off.  I thought it would be four, but with 70 degree weather all weekend, we can’t leave the next watering day till Tuesday.





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Thursday, 3 August 2017


Ilwaco Post Office garden

I realized that the tall lilies are getting pulled down by a rather pretty and pretty annoying perennial sweet pea vine that volunteered in this garden.  I waited too long to try to eliminate it and now am stuck with this look.  I’d break the lilies if I fought with the vine now.


Rudbeckias donated by Our Kathleen


I’d like to have balls of silver santolina running all across the front.  But I have no budget, and no one has good ones for sale at the moment.  I will stick in more cuttings this fall.

Long Beach

We weeded Veterans Field gardens.  The Jake the Alligator Man birthday party event will be there this weekend, with lots of bands and some “Bride of Jake” contestants.  I won’t be going because, great though the event is, for me it can’t compete with a day off at home.


Just before heading to the main street to water…


Today, we decided the trees needed watering again because of the heat.  That meant I again watered most of the planters.  The trees, while fewer, are harder to water because the faucet connector is underground in each one.  Watering was a good job for this 80°F day.


SO HOT.  Yet 81 felt so much better than yesterday’s 95.

Photos from my walkabout:


Bees loving Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’




I wanted to take a photo of this round ball of lavender, but it was missing some lavender colour….


Because someone had picked themselves a bunch, coming armed with clippers, and leaving stubs.


The other side! I thought….only to find…


…another batch had been picked.

An accountant from Powell Seillor had something to show me.


She had found a beautiful sunflower painted rock!


bonus art on the back




more tigridia


and more


My “Ann Lovejoy” plant, pink oenothera, has reseeded at the curb.


Gladiolus papilio


Gladiolus papilio inside


worth a close look


For a refreshing scent on a hot day, smell the santolina foliage.  Lemony!


I love the white catananche

Because Jake the Alligator Man resides in Marsh’s museum, I gave some attention to that corner of Fifth Street Park.  I planted some new lilies last fall.  Apparently, I did not read the description well, because they are ridiculously short.  I like lilies to be at least four feet tall.


Ridiculously short!  Will move them to a planter somewhere.


huge flowers and one foot tall = just silly


Love Helenium!


the carousel


We get lots of compliments on the flowers (and the Basket Case hanging baskets; I always say where they are from).  Sometimes when I am elsewhere, I think about how people are enjoying the flowers right at that moment.

I noticed a huge blackberry in the back of Third Street Park and was unable to pull it down and clip it.



gazebo in Third Street Park


At the Bolstad intersection, I spotted an ugly plant problem kitty corner from where I was watering.


brown flowers on lady’s mantle


only had time to clip some of it



I adore agastaches.

Allan’s walkabout photos:


sidewalk traffic jam


I noticed this cutie, too, and remembered my friend Coco who moved away.


NIVA green


Geranium ‘Rozanne’


Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ by Wind World Kites


a cool bike



I sent Allan after the big blackberry.  His photos:




also a fireweed (rosebay willowherb)

I had noticed we were losing the sidewalk to rugosa roses on the south wall of the police station, so we finished downtown Long Beach by trimming them to make room for all the Jake brides to sashay by.


Allan’s photos:



Allan tidied the corner garden in Veterans Field while I worried over my foot, replacing the bandage on my sad little toe and removing the Superfeet insert to make the toe feel better, even though that makes the heel feel so much worse.


a sad moment

We hauled water out to just one planter on the dry Bolstad approach…


the Lisa Bonney memorial planter

And we checked up on the city hall garden.  The office staff was sad that someone had stolen the “Horton Hears a Who” flower, the elephant garlic,  I told them I will plant dozens here in autumn.


Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ and clipped elephant garlic (Allan’s photo)


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



I weeded from the north end to here…


and as far as the gate.

Tomorrow morning we will finish the southern section.  Our…


…is that there will be an art walk at the port Friday evening, with a few downtown businesses joining in.


Cosmos ‘Seashells’

I suddenly realized I was no longer hot and miserable.  The sun had dropped enough to make the temperature enjoyable.


More of those ridiculous new short lilies, almost hidden.


a helianthus that I acquired from Andersen’s RV Park…quite a runner.


street tree poppies (Allan’s photo)


poppies resseded at the curb near a planter (Allan’s photo)


Helenium (but which one?) at the boatyard (Allan’s photo)


desperately trying to get the horsetail by the gate


the gate

We stopped at seven.  One more hour and I could have had it all weeded to the south end.  However, we were having our North Beach Garden Gang dinner a day early this week because Melissa was going to Portland Friday to visit her mum.

We did not have far to go because our destination was Salt Hotel at the port. (It was busy and we got a seat toward the middle, thus no window views for your entertainment.  We could see the view with diners that might not appreciate being photographed.)


delicious smoked tuna melt with salad subbed for fried


Melissa’s burger


crab mac (Allan’s photo)


nachos for Dave (Allan’s photo)

Tomorrow, we will finish weeding the boatyard.  I also noticed, before dinner, that the Time Enough Books curbside garden needs watering for art night.  I would like to make three art night bouquets for my favourite businesses, and we need to get to the Klipsan Beach Cottages garden, which got postponed due to heat, and we need new plants for the empty Ilwaco planter which now DOES have a hole drilled by the city crew.

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Thursday, 11 August 2016

I woke at eight, after five fitful hours of sleep, with huge anxiety about our cat world.  Would Skooter adjust? Would he run away?  How can he bear to be kept indoors for a week to bond with the house?  Will the other cats and he get along ok?  (Will anyone start spraying in the house?)

Frosty meows outside the bedroom door, not happy that his tunnel is blocked off. (Allan's photo)

Frosty meows outside the bedroom door, not happy that his tunnel is blocked off. (Allan’s photo)

I asked for advice on Facebook and got some excellent ideas over the course of the day, including not letting the cats pick up on my stress about the whole thing.  I hope to have the patience to follow Geni’s advice:  “I have a protocol for new cat introductions that has served me very very well. We isolate New Cat in a room with food, water, litterbox and a comfy place to sleep (and we visit often). The door on the room has a small screen section at the bottom, which we cover with a towel for the first week or so. When they can sniff noses through the towel and not growl and snarl, then we roll the towel up so they can see one another. Then we slowly introduce the existing cats, one at a time, to New Cat’s room under close supervision. When they can either interact peacefully or ignore one another, then we start allowing New Cat supervised access out into the house. Only when that is fairly peaceful do we allow the door to be opened when we’re not there. It takes two or three weeks, but it’s the abrupt introduction of a new rival that causes most of the issues; slow and steady wins.”

I’d been planning to skip The Red Barn and Diane’s garden this week, just from sheer laziness and the fact that the good rain meant we did not have to check on watering.  On the way to work in Long Beach, Allan pointed out that there were no doubt daisies to deadhead, so we went after all.

The Red Barn

shasta daisies (Allan's photo)

shasta daisies (Allan’s photo)

Helianthus 'Lemon Queen' (blooming low because of not getting the amount of water that makes it tall) Allan's photo

Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ (blooming low because of not getting the amount of water that makes it tall) Allan’s photo

Diane and a horse shoer. Misty is eating hoof shavings.

Diane with a farrier at work. Misty is eating hoof shavings.

two blond dogs at the Red Barn (Allan's photo)

two blond dogs at the Red Barn (Allan’s photo)

Diane’s garden

Diane's roadside garden

Diane’s roadside garden

Sedum 'Autumn Joy' and the heather that inspired the roadside garden.

Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ and the heather that inspired the roadside garden.

I did get rid of the horribly rusty Lavatera ‘Barnsley’ at the corner of the house.

the diseased debris in our trailer (me not happy about putting it in there)

the diseased debris in our trailer (me not happy about putting it in there)

the still healthy lavatera by the road

the still healthy lavatera by the road

driveway view without the lavatera at the corner of the house

driveway view without the lavatera at the corner of the house

our good friend Misty

our good friend Misty

Long Beach

In Long Beach town, we started with city hall.  Lots of people will be walking by next week during Kite Festival, which begins Monday.  Then came the watering of the Long Beach planters while Allan watered the street trees.  The rain had saved us an entire day of work by making it so that the planters only needed watering once this week.  We’d had the sort of good hard rain that gets down underneath the foliage.


Allan’s photo

Our watering days have now been shifted to Mondays and Thursdays, with Fridays off.  Even though I’ll miss going to the Friday farmer’s market, it will work out well because  Fridays will be extra busy in town for the next four weeks.

reflection in Funland window

reflection in Funland window

rugosa rose hips under one street tree where the roses just appeared and took hold. (Allan's photo)

rugosa rose hips under one street tree where the roses just appeared and took hold. (Allan’s photo)

Somebody bent the verbascum (Allan's photo)

Somebody bent the verbascum (Allan’s photo)

a Basket Case Greenhouse basket (Allan's photo)

a Basket Case Greenhouse basket (Allan’s photo)

painting and last weekend's sand art in Fish Alley

painting and last weekend’s sand art in Fish Alley

Fish Alley

Fish Alley

Fish Alley

Fish Alley

beach town supplies at Stormin' Norman's

beach town supplies at Stormin’ Norman’s

the planter that got run into last week

the planter that got run into last week

I had not realized it was this badly cracked. (Allan saw it after it happened.)

I had not realized it was this badly cracked. (Allan saw it after it happened.)

Gladiolus papilio in Fifth Street Park (Allan's photo)

Gladiolus papilio in Fifth Street Park (Allan’s photo)

After finishing with the main street planters and deadheading and weeding Fifth Street Park, I felt so in need of a break that I suggested we have delicious crab rolls at Captain Bob’s Chowder despite also needing to get all the work done.  Allan readily agreed.

scrumptious and refreshing

scrumptious and refreshing

After lunch, we simply had to get some bucket water onto the four westernmost planters on the Bolstad approach.  After filling at Coulter Park, each planter got two buckets full.  There will be no possibility of watering out there when the Kite Festival booths are in place.

Bolstad approach planters: pretty sad with just occasional bucket water

Bolstad approach planters: pretty sad with just occasional bucket water

on the way to the beach (Allan's photo)

on the way to the beach (Allan’s photo)

I was about to call Long Beach done except for watering the Sid Snyder beach approach planters when I remembered we also needed to groom the tiny pocket garden at the World Kite Museum because…Kite Festival.

Kite Museum pocket garden

Kite Museum pocket garden


The cosmos are doing well because gift shop manager Patty keeps them deadheaded and watered.  We just had to do a little touch up.

just west of the Kite Museum (Allan's photo)

just west of the Kite Museum (Allan’s photo)

On the way to Ilwaco (where Allan still had to water), he remembered that we had to deadhead the Long Beach welcome sign.

welcome sign with Echibeckias at their best.

welcome sign with Echibeckias at their best.



Just like last year, now that they are blooming I wish I had planted more, more, more Echineckia all over the place.





the back of the sign

the back of the sign


We took a break to test out new dangly elastic string cat toys we’d bought at Dennis Co today.  Jackson Galaxy (My Cat From Hell) recommends them to defuse cat tension.  I realized I just don’t PLAY with my cats.  They usually entertain themselves.

Smokey and Frosty notice the toy.

Smokey and Frosty notice the toy.  Frosty was the one who responded the most. (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The toy had a profound effect on Frosty, who had been acting scared since Skooter entered the house (even though they have not met yet).  He had refused to be petted or touched for two days.  After this playtime, he was back to his usual affectionate and confident self.

Allan still had to go out and water the Ilwaco planters.  While he did, I went to Mary and Jeff’s garden two doors down and pulled out the landscape fabric from the front garden (at her request; I’m not just blithely imperializing the garden).

sorry for the blur. I was giddy at the joy of removing landscape fabric, which is fine under a path but loathsome in a garden bed.

sorry for the blur. I was giddy at the joy of removing landscape fabric, which is fine under a path but loathsome in a garden bed.

Allan watered until dark…

the planter at Peninsula Sanitation Building (Allan's photo)

the planter at Peninsula Sanitation building (Allan’s photo) with painted sage, diascia, violas

The reward for the long day will be having the next three days off.


1995 (age 71):

August 11: Burned all the papers in barrel.  Dave was right—the ugly blue color burned off.  Put the determinate tomatoes back into greenhouse under lights to see if I can get some paste tomatoes to dry.  Replanted “late” begonias into baskets already on both porches.  Was in the shop (her late husband Bruce’s haven for puttering and building things) looking for a large S hook and it was sad seeing his notes etc.

1997 (age 73):

August 11:  2:00 to 7:45 with time out to eat  After Don left I went back to work planting more seeds.  I’ve done most of them, probably one more day.  Don brought me some Walla Walla onions from the plants I gave him.  We just visited—too hot to do any chores.

1998 (age 74):

August 11:  HOT  At 7:30 AM I wanted to get up so I could get more strawberry plants planted but rolled over and went back to sleep until 9:00 again.  I planted seedlings along the front porch and in the patio, being sure to keep in the shade.  I even went after my dinner (cottage cheese with fruit) and planted up until almost dark.  Applied lots of slug bait.

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Saturday, August 31

The idea of regularly taking weekends off is a new development, and perhaps one that we will regret come the winter if the money gets low.  It’s part of my “life is too short” philosophy and the desire to spend more time in my own home and garden.

I had Saturday to myself because Allan had gone to Olympia for the day for a family obligation.

I’m still working on getting a good photo of the “Butterfly Gladiolus”.

gladiolus papilio

gladiolus papilio

called "Butterfly Glad" because of the markings inside the flower

called “Butterfly Glad” because of the markings inside the flower

On the way to Olde Towne for coffee, I stopped at Larry’s Antique Gallery Too! shop just for fun and to catch up on town gossip  news.

Antique Gallery

Antique Gallery

There is always a shop dog to pet.  Of three of the Larry and Robert dogs, this is usually the one:



The shop is lush with beautiful objects…


After my midmorning coffee and a treat at Olde Towne Café, I headed for the Saturday Market via the Antique Gallery, Robert’s branch of the family business.

cute kitchen towels at Robert's antique shop

cute kitchen towels at Robert’s antique shop

The two Antique Galleries and Olde Towne Trading Post are a big draw for antiquers and I always think of my grandma going “antiquing” on Greenwood Avenue in Seattle when I see the happy browsers in the shops.

I walked past the Ilwaco boatyard….

Picotee cosmos at the boatyard

Picotee cosmos at the boatyard

My friend and basketmaker from Seattle, Pat Reese, gave me this grass long ago.  It has beautiful soft plumes and is a runner but not too annoyingly so.  Can anyone ID it for me?  It is a nice alternative for pampas grass because it stays much smaller and its blades are not as sharp and harsh…if it is not considered noxious because of its spreading habit.

a lovely grass at the south end of the boatyard garden

a lovely grass at the south end of the boatyard garden

I did my usual stint photographing the Saturday Market for Discover Ilwaco.  For the blog, some garden related photos:



salsa in a bag from De Asis Farm

salsa in a bag from De Asis Farm

flowers and herbs from Pink Poppy Farm (at the Pink Poppy Bakery booth)

flowers and herbs from Pink Poppy Farm (at the Pink Poppy Bakery booth)

I saw, taking photos (of dogs, she said) my good new friend Donna, someone I am fortunate to have met through Facebook.

Donna sighting on a booth dog

Donna sighting on a booth dog

The local Facebook connections have been an amazing boon to my sense of being connected to other like minded folks on the Peninsula.

Donna's dog Chloe:  15 years old

Donna’s dog Chloe: 15 years old

good advice

good advice

Another friend connection:  Our friend Kelly’s booth of screen printed apparel:

Blue Crab Graphics

Blue Crab Graphics; her sign is made from an old screen printing frame

As I walked the two blocks home, for once not going in through the field and my back gate, I saw that water was rising at the meander line that divides the parking lots from our residences.

The grove of trees marks the Bogsy Wood.

The grove of trees marks the Bogsy Wood.

Other than social and photographic wanderings, I did my first mowing with our new gas mower.  It definitely goes faster than the rechargeable electric one.  I would have stuck with the electric for ecological reasons but for its battery getting old and a replacement would have been ridiculously expensive…and its mowing path was quite narrow.

My big new idea is to mow this fall and leave unmowed all the edge areas that do not flow easily into the mowing pattern and then cut those bits of sod out with a half moon edger.  Mowing without having to back up and fiddle around with awkward areas is my goal.

Sunday, September 1

Here’s another grass in my garden for which I crave an identification.  Pam and Cathie from Back Alley Gardens had an idea when they visited, but I forgot the name Pam suggested.

It is delicate and reddish and I got it at a Hardy Plant weekend or maybe Cistus nursery.

It is delicate and reddish and I got it at a Hardy Plant weekend or maybe Cistus nursery.

I need to divide a bit off of this and put some down at the boatyard!

New idea:  Plant peas and beans in containers like this along the fence; they won’t have to fight with tree and shrub roots of the mixed border hedges I am trying to grow.

not elegant but works well

not elegant but works well

Looking back on my attempt to grow “edibles” for the edible tour, I think it worked out pretty well.  I still have lots of tomatoes…more than I can use so I share with Judy and Devery.

greenhouse tomatoes

greenhouse tomatoes


I had more cucumbers than I could eat and shared with Devery, Judy and Mary N!

I have some peppers coming along in the greenhouse as well.


banana peppers

The crop of cilantro is substantial although I and Mary N’s husband seem to be the only ones who like it.

slow bolting cilantro

slow bolting cilantro

The hops are ornamental as far as I am concerned because I don’t make beer.  However, Madeline of Pink Poppy Bakery told me that dried hops are good in sleepytime tea so I am going to give that a try for my chronic insomnia.  (I can sleep, but not till two AM!)

hops on the old clotheline

hops on the old clotheline

Red Runner beans look gorgeous against the back wall of Allan’s shed…but don’t seem to be all that tasty so I just grow them to look good.

red runner beans

red runner beans

and a showy dark purple bean

and a showy dark purple bean

Before the edible tour, in order to keep the lettuce from bolting, I was dedicated to harvesting the young leaves and making salads.  I must admit I have not done so since tour day.  Now it has gone old and bitter and I should compost it and plant a fall crop (if it is not too late….maybe in the greenhouse)…

lettuce bowl, given to me by Nancy Allen

lettuce bowl, given to me by Nancy Allen

My favourites are the ornamental flowers and if I were still making salads, I’d be putting begonia flowers in them.

The yellows taste like citrus and the reds taste like berries!

The yellows taste like citrus and the reds taste like berries!

The long stretch of lawn going back to the bogsy wood culminates in something new now:

looking south

looking south

a new debris pile built on newspaper

a new debris pile built on newspaper

I am hoping to take the old debris pile on the other side of the garden, clean it up, get all the spuds out and make it into a garden bed.

How can I have run out of space for new beds in such a large yard?

I continue to debate about whether or not to have the Danger Tree…quite dead…cut down or wait and see if it falls.  It shouldn’t hit the house unless it really flew, but might take out some fence.


The bark is cracking in an ominous way.


I hope I can have it cut just above the branches where the blue bottles hang and if a tree cutter could make it look kind of rough like it broke naturally, it would make a most convincing snag.

It's too dangerous to leave even though the birds love it.

It’s too dangerous to leave even though the birds love it.

An arbourist assured me it had just died of old age, not because I built a carefully shallow bed on one side of it.

shade bed

shade bed

an orchid? or lily? growing in the shade

an orchid? or lily? growing in the shade

(In my old garden and in my clients’ gardens, I know every plant but in my own I have lost track…from planting it up so quickly over just two years.)

As the day progressed, I had company expected and unexpected.

Garden Blogger Alison of Bonney Lassie arrived at three and we had a splendid talk and walk throughout the garden.

Alison taking photos...

Alison taking photos…

She is also someone I met through Facebook’s network of gardeners.

Gene Miles came by with a friend and I had another pleasant walk seeing it through others’ eyes.  His friend from Oregon proved to be knowledgeable about plants but was camera shy.

Gene is not the shy type.

Gene is not the shy type.

Pretty soon Judy came by with Beep, both on the way home from a walk.

The well trained Beep!

The well trained Beep!

Judy and I had been neighbours for over a year when we became Facebook friends and found out much more quickly than in the old fashioned way just how much we had in common.

Judy and The Beep

Judy and The Beep

We sat in the shade back by the fire circle because neither of us is fond of hot sun.

The gregarious cats Smokey, Mary and Frosty were thrilled to meet new people but as usual, Calvin made himself scarce and hid out indoors.

Smokey, people lover

Smokey, people lover (in his BirdsBeSafe collar)

Calvin the shy

Calvin the shy

Meanwhile, Allan was up to something…

a project

a project


But I wasn’t sure what.

It turned out to be this:

a shelf for the van...

a shelf for the van…

that hold tools underneath

that hold tools underneath

If we have to eat rice and beans, forgo restaurants and have tea instead of fancy coffees at Olde Towne this coming January due to not having worked hard enough this summer, it will have been worth it for days like these.

evening peace in the garden

evening peace in the garden
























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Aug 22, 2013

On our compost-bucket-switch stop at Olde Towne, we walked right in, noticed the nice sign for lentil stew, switched buckets and were leaving when Luanne asked if we had seen the new sign.





I hadn’t looked up! (If you look to the right above, you will see our new van next to Chester and Allan.)

by local signpainter Chris Jacobsen

by local signpainter Chris Jacobsen

And then….Andersen’s, since we had not gotten there yesterday.

Payson Hall at Andersen's

Payson Hall at Andersen’s

still some poppies

still some poppies

Staffer Al was giving Chewie a bath in nice warm water from the outdoor shower hose.



such a face!

such a face!

Next, back down to north Long Beach to the Anchorage Cottages garden. I re-thought a thought that I had had the previous week there. For some reason I had got it into my head that we would cut down the Virburnums under the window of cottage 8 . Had I been mad? I had not liked it when the rhodo was cut down by the cottage window to the left, and have said it must be allowed to grow up and make a green dappled light inside that room again. Surely the guests prefer to look our their window and see green Virbunum instead of the car park!

What was I thinking?

What was I thinking?

I still like my new idea I had of putting ferns on the right side of the walk where there is a mishmash of plants. The problem of overwork means we often just weed and prune and water without having time to really think about the less important areas of various gardens. I’m having a little more time to think now that it is the slightly slower time of August.

I think limbing up the viburnums is a better idea than taking them down and letting them grow back thicker and short!

I would much rather be behind rhododendron foliage than have a view out  one of these windows...(unless it were a window facing toward the sea.)

I would much rather be behind rhododendron foliage than have a view out one of these windows…(unless it were a window facing toward the sea. Which is not the case here.)

green is better...

green is better…although the number 8 has gotten hidden again!

Anchorage window boxes

Anchorage window boxes

Next, we watered some of the Long Beach planters…

a clear yellow Tigridia (Mexican Shell Flower)

a clear yellow Tigridia (Mexican Shell Flower)

and walked briefly out to the kite festival booths. By the time we got there, the kites were all down from the sky so we didn’t go all the way to the beach. I was hoping to find the vendor from last year who had very inexpensive reading spectacles. Did not find her but did find total confirmation that the Rugosa rose takeover of the Bolstadt beach approach garden is indeed about the only thing that would hold up to kite festival foot traffic.

looking west

looking west


a newly worn path

a newly worn path

This wasn't bare last week.

This wasn’t bare last week.

That's what happens.

That’s what happens.

What happened here?

What happened here?

Rugosa roses standing up for themselves.

Rugosa roses standing up for themselves.

Gaura lindheimeri 'Whirling Butterflies'

Gaura lindheimeri ‘Whirling Butterflies’

When we work on the beach approach garden in late summer, we often get asked if the rose hips are tomatoes. One of the common names for Rugosa rose is the Tomato Rose.

good for rose hip tea, rich in Vitamin C

good for rose hip tea, rich in Vitamin C

just a very few flowers left

just a very few flowers left…The leaves are rugose (wrinkled, corrugated)

While walking through the vendor area, not only did I meet our friend Donna M, but I also got a thrilling phone call from Golden Sands, informing me that the courtyard garden sprinkler system had been repaired: Raymond Millner from The Planter Box had found and fixed the leak!

To the east of the arch, I admired the signs for the new coffee shop which will feature treats by the delectable Pink Poppy Bakery.

It just occurred to me to Google the meaning of Akari:  "light" or "glimmer"

It just occurred to me to Google the meaning of Akari: “light” or “glimmer”

The Starvation Alley folks live next door to us and produce organic cranberry juice from their cranberry bog (which is not next door to us!). Pink Poppy Bakery is associated with the gorgoeus Pink Poppy Farm. The new place will be a pleasant stop on Long Beach workdays if I follow my resolve to actually take breaks.

Back downtown, I returned to watering. I admired one of the four Knautia ‘Thunder and Lightning’ planted in two planters near the Cottage Bakery and Funland. Four Knautia in all, two on the outer edge of each planter….

Knautia 'Thunder and Lightning'

Knautia ‘Thunder and Lightning’

But wait!! Where one of the four should be, there is nought but a creeping succulent…



Finger blight has struck and I did not even notice the theft till the sedum had filled back in. (I have to plant low things on the inner edge of this particular planter because, being next to Funland, it gets seriously sat upon.) I cannot even find more of the Knautia to plant a replacement this fall, and that makes me mad.

One of the remaining Knautias mingling nicely with a California poppy.

One of the remaining Knautias mingling nicely with a California poppy.

After watering, home….

I tried to get a good photo of the mysterious looking hardy gladiolus papilio…

looking up from underneath

looking up from underneath in the garden boat

further back by the bogsy wood...pink turtlehead

further back by the bogsy wood…pink turtlehead

My Nicotiana langsdorfii is still going strong!

My Nicotiana langsdorfii is still going strong!

At almost all my jobs, the Nicotiana is dried and not blooming much….I credit my high water table, great soil, and lots of supplemental water because of being on a garden tour…

August 23, 2013

First thing the next morning: Because I thought Larry and Robert’s garden had gotten a bit too dry earlier, Allan went down the block to water it while I tried to get me arse in gear for work. I followed him down there after awhile and had the pleasure of walking past Tom and Judy’s garden.


Hornbuckle garden, looking west along the fence

Hornbuckle garden, looking west along the fence

and further west

and further west

Judy's poppies

Judy’s poppies

When I joined Allan, I told him something had happened to my resolve about work. The previous day I had noticed on Facebook that Jane and Dirk of the English Nursery were off to the county fair…



And then this morning, our client Ann had posted “Heading out to the Pacific County Fair and just found out it is Senior Citizen Day!! I get in FREE!!” Huh. Could we be missing something? The fair was an annual event in the town of Menlo about 26 miles away. We had a nice new van for a comfortable drive. I had never been to it and started to think we should go, and Allan agreed. But we would have to hustle to get some work done first.

At the Depot Restaurant garden, I finally got around to planting the rosemaries and garlic chives in the herb garden behind the kitchen. Allan went down the block to give Crank’s Roost garden another splash of water to hold it till its (soon to be former) owner returned home.

The Depot flower garden

The Depot flower garden

Depot:  Cosmos backed with hops

Depot: Cosmos backed with hops

The garden idea is to attract people’s attention from the main highway half a block west to the Depot…

More bright dahlias would be good at the Depot.

More bright dahlias would be good at the Depot.

Solidago (goldenrod) "Fireworks' is just starting to explode behind the Cosmos.

Solidago (goldenrod) “Fireworks’ is just starting to explode behind the Cosmos.

We deadheaded the Long Beach welcome sign and then went back to Ilwaco to weed Ann’s garden. I had planned for us to spend several hours there, but instead we spent an hour and a half.

Butch's nice new entry arbour dressed up with bamboo

Butch’s nice new entry arbour dressed up with bamboo

As I entered the back garden, a hustle and bustle of swiftly moving animals skittered from Ann’s garden into the yard of the neighbours to the west.

next door

next door


next door

Before I pulled the bindweed, I just had to photograph more wildlife:

tiny baby Pacific tree frogs

two tiny baby Pacific tree frogs


so very small

looking over Ann's veg garden, deer proof

looking over Ann’s veg garden, deer proof



While the veg and raspberries are protected from deer, we must choose deer resistant plants for the open flower beds. I intend to bring some starts of Shasta daisies to add to the bed below, and run the golden marjoram all along the edge.


The clay soil has been vastly improved with Soil Energy mulch and dairy manure but needs another application of a couple more inches of mulch to help new plants along.

After removing three wheelbarrows of weeds from Ann’s front and back flower beds, I left her a note on her porch saying that, sadly, SOMEONE had influenced us to go to the fair. I added that we would be back next week (little knowing that stormy weather would intervene)…. and in the midafternoon, we skived off work and headed north to Menlo.

Next: evening at The Pacific County Fair!

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