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Friday, 4 July 2014

I woke at 7 AM to pain in my leg and further thoughts about blood clots, and could not sleep with a feeling of cold anxiety. So of course, I lay in bed with my iPhone and googled DVT some more. Going to the emergency room on July 4th, the most chaotic day of the year where we live, seemed horrific, and we had two jobs scheduled around our planned attendance of the Fourth of July parade. I would take my chances (but would worry every second). My main concern was missing the following weekend’s Garden Blogger’s Fling in Portland!

I decided that just in case I decided I had to go to hospital after all that we had better get the work polished off so I changed the plan of seeing the i PM parade and then working. Instead, we drove north to Marilyn’s garden with only one hour to work in it before we needed to drive ten minutes back south and find a parade parking space. I did have some dire thoughts about working at two north end jobs that are our very farthest jobs from the local hospital on a day with terrible traffic. (Don’t worry, nothing bad happened.)


Marilyn’s garden

Marilyn lives in Surfside where personal fireworks were banned in the neighbourhood, so it would be a peaceful place to work.

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I am so surprised that the deer who live in this garden do not eat the lilies,

I am so surprised that the deer who live in this garden do not eat the lilies.

Nancy of The Basket Case made these plantings for the deck.

Nancy of The Basket Case made these plantings for the deck.

Looking west from the deck:  giant Miscanthus almost completely hides the neighbours' garage now.

Looking west from the deck: giant Miscanthus almost completely hides the neighbours’ garage now.

looking northwest

looking northwest

I am pleased that in just over an hour, we got lots done, weeding the path and along the edges and Allan clearing a large quantity of blackberry canes from behind the house.


Ocean Park “Old Fashioned Fourth of July Parade”

Ocean Park

Ocean Park

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We were lucky to find a parking place only four blocks from the parade instead of, as we usually do, parking ten or so blocks away at The Wiegardt Gallery. I hobbled very slowly indeed down Ridge street to get to the parade route.

On the way, I passed a garden and wondered if it might be tour worthy.

On the way, I passed a garden and wondered if it might be tour worthy.

quite nice indeed

quite nice indeed

Just south of it is a yard that has long fascinated me.

It is surrounded by a handsome fence.

It is surrounded by a handsome fence.

with Buddhas on the outside...

with Buddhas on the outside…

and the most enticing peek over the gate.

and the most enticing peek over the gate.

I held my camera up to get the above shot, without actually peering over the gate. Have I mentioned that my leg hurt? I certainly could not stand on tiptoe.

Allan and I parted ways and I limped slowly and carefully for three or four more blocks to find my favourite backdrop for this particular parade: a green hedge. Meanwhile, Allan roved around and got (as usual) better photos.

Allan's photo:  Even for good causes, I wish personal fireworks were not sold here.

Allan’s photo: Even for good causes, I wish BIG, NOISY personal fireworks were not sold here.

Allan's photo: the singing of the national anthem by a local young woman with an awesome voice

Allan’s photo: the singing of the national anthem by a local young woman with an awesome voice

Allan's photo: some flowers, and Jay, whom we liked to very well when he visited our garden the other day.

Allan’s photo: some flowers, and Jay, whom we liked to very well when he visited our garden the other day.

Allan's photo: the day was hot

Allan’s photo: the day was hot

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

a small town parade with lots of bicycling

a small town parade with lots of bicycling

Our hearts welled as the Coast Guard Auxiliary drove by. Just yesterday, a young girl had drowned off the beach at the end of Bolstadt Avenue in Long Beach; the Coast Guard had rescued her brother from the surf but the girl could not be found.

Edited to add: Alert reader Kathleen Shaw says “Skyler, on your July 4 blog you say the Coasties rescued the brother, but it was actually our local Surf Rescue Team. The wonderful Coasties spent 7 hours in the sea and air looking for Lindsey.” That would be South Pacific County Technical Rescue, I believe. Our friend Chris Jacobsen is a member along with Box K Auto Repair owner Doug Knutzen and Ilwaco City Councilwoman Vinessa.

We love our Coast Guard.

We love our Coast Guard.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo of Ilwaco Middle/High School marching band

Allan’s photo of Ilwaco Middle/High School marching band

This banner brought memories of attending last year's Pacific County Fair.

This banner brought memories of attending last year’s Pacific County Fair.

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I already knew that my leg hurt too much, barring some sort of miracle, to attend the next day’s traditional July 5th Beach Clean Up. At least I could get parade photos of the Grass Roots Garbage Gang‘s float.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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Their truck is decorated with debris found on the beach.

Their truck is decorated with debris found on the beach.

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Our friend Shelly Pollock who founded the GrassRoots Garbage Gang.

Our friend Shelly Pollock who founded the GrassRoots Garbage Gang.

Allan's photo: Some garbage gang bathing beauties were a surprise!

Allan’s photo: Some garbage gang bathing beauties were a surprise!

Allan found a clever angle from which to photograph the local car club.

Allan found a clever angle from which to photograph the local car club.

The crowd was regaled by some skilled and beautiful piping.

The crowd was regaled by some skilled and beautiful piping.

Local celebrity Grandma Viv's truck

Local celebrity Grandma Viv’s truck

and Grandma Viv her ownself

and Grandma Viv her ownself

a little cutie

a little cutie

a leafy bower:  Wild About Ocean Park

a leafy bower: Wild About Ocean Park

Puget Sound Basset Rescue

Puget Sound Basset Rescue

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo of Susan from Painted Lady Lavender Farm

Allan’s photo of Susan from Painted Lady Lavender Farm

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Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The Okie's grocery store shopping cart drill team

The Okie’s grocery store shopping cart drill team

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and some pretty horses closed the parade.

and some pretty horses closed the parade.

the most beautiful horse

the most beautiful horse

Walking back to our parking spot was moderately excruciating and extremely slow.

I did pass this cute garden vignette.

I did pass this cute garden vignette.

the same cottage

the same cottage

and a handsome house, former residence of the late Jack and Lucille who owned Jack's Country Store.

and a handsome house, former residence of the late Jack and Lucille who owned Jack’s Country Store.


 

Wiegardt Gallery

We drove over to do our second job of the day at Eric Wiegardt’s Gallery. I sat in the van for awhile eating my sandwich and trying to gather strength to work.

I had a very nice view.

I had a very nice view.

telephoto

telephoto

Allan did some strimming in the parking lot.

Allan did some strimming in the parking lot.

I managed to weed along the front garden while Allan did the back. Eric himself and his wife Ann and some friends came by, and Eric said of the garden, while we were looking at it from the angle below, that he really liked the way it was different heights and that that is just the sort of composition he would look for in a painting.

a compliment from a master artist

a compliment from a master artist

I also thought the front lawn with its Piet Oudolf inspired ornamental grass beds looked rather fine.

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I was so relieved to get done with work. We went home, I worried, I googled my symptoms, worked on catching up on the blog, watched some television in the late evening (Deadliest Catch: The Bait, and a gardening show called Desperate Landscapes which is pretty good but far from as good as the truly great and classic Ground Force).

All the while, neighbours right across the street and around the block set off huge and earth shaking fireworks and despite Dr. Google telling me to hie myself to the emergency room immediately because of the possibility that my calf pain and bruising was from a deep blood clot, we could not have even easily gotten out of our driveway. Allan took some photos:

from across the street: hours and hours of fireworks; we had to close our windows because of the smoke.  This is completely common on the fourth; only a few neighbourhoods ban fireworks.

from across the street: hours and hours of fireworks; we had to close our windows because of the smoke. This is completely common on the fourth; only a few neighbourhoods here ban fireworks.

All around our town we heard M-80s and, well, I am not a fireworks expert but these were some mighty big booms. Allan saw rocket…things…sail all the way over our garden and into the port parking lots.

over the house, and the garden, past the bogsy wood, and into the parking lot

over the house, and the garden, past the bogsy wood, and into the parking lot

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in the middle of the street

in the middle of the street

I knew that several small dogs belonging to neighbours were having a very bad night.

I knew that several small dogs belonging to neighbours were having a very bad night.

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pretty, but too much, too many, too close, and too damn loud

pretty, but too much, too many, too close, and too damn loud

 

 

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Saturday, 19 April 2014

At 8 AM (far too soon considering I rarely manage to sleep before 2 AM), I woke to wind battering the house, torrential rain, and a chill in the air that required the very unusual move of turning on the furnace early.  I left Allan a note on the bathroom counter to avoid waking him up with the news:

I really did not feel well and had been recently exposed to a friend's cold!

I really did not feel well and had been recently exposed to a friend’s cold.

However, at 10:30 I woke up again and looked at the Facebook profile of Shelly Pollock, the organizer of the GrassRoots Garbage Gang beach clean ups.  She wrote something so optimistic (as the storm raged with winds over 30 mph) that I felt a pang of guilt and got up, waking Allan from a sound sleep.  I feel attached to the Garbage Gang because I helped them make their Facebook page and because Shelly is such a good person.

By 11:30, with rain still pouring down, we were parked on 30th Street in Seaview….

by this pretty overgrown garden...

by this pretty garden…

…ready to begin our walk to the beach.

west end of 30th

west end of 30th

On the way, I dropped off a bag of scilla bulbs at a friend's cottage (having warned her that they are rampant).

On the way, I dropped off a bag of scilla bulbs at a friend’s cottage (having warned her that they are rampant).

And the rain stopped!

at the end of the block, a house with clematis on the porch lattice...

at the end of the block, a house with clematis on the porch lattice…

and a serious deer fence.

and a serious deer fence.

the end of the driving road

the end of the driving road

30th is not an official check in point, so we brought our own bags.

30th is not an official beach clean up check-in point, so we brought our own bags.

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Holman Creek, along the path to the beach

Holman Creek, along the path to the beach

path, also a fire lane

path, also a fire lane

wild beach pea

wild beach pea

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where the Discovery Trail crosses Holman Creek

where the Discovery Trail crosses Holman Creek

wild strawberries in the dune grass

wild strawberries in the dune grass

Allan pauses on the path to pick up our first trash find, some beer bottles.

Allan pauses on the path to pick up our first trash find, some beer bottles.

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Tiny coloured bits of plastic are tedious to pick.

Tiny coloured bits of plastic are tedious to pick.

Picking up dozens of little bits of plastic delays the satisfaction of filling a bag.  However, it is important because these tiny fragments are hazardous to beach birds, who mistake them for food.

The wind was still fierce and our large garbage bags whipped about with vigor.

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We were glad when one of the event’s volunteer drivers, Handy Dave, stopped so we could get some of the smaller bags.  He told us he had been planning to work today but had seen that they were short on drivers so had volunteered after all.

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He had an interesting tray in the back of his truck.

He had an interesting find in the back of his truck.

possibly from Japan.

possibly from Japan.

Allan likes to look for trash right along the edge of the dunes.

Allan likes to look for trash right along the edge of the dunes.

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one perfectly good boot

one perfectly good boot

the hauling away of a trashed tractor tire

the hauling away of a trashed tractor tire

Other than Dave and the people hauling that tire away, we saw no other beach cleaners, and there was more trash left for us than usual.  We tend to get to the clean up half an hour after its usual 9:30 AM start, and for this one I had been sure we would be on time for once as it started at 10:30 due to an early clam digging tide.  The weather made us an hour late anyway, but I don’t think anyone had been down that stretch of beach other than us and some people who were there for other reasons.

clammers

clammers

surf fishing

and surf fishing

There is a warning on for later this weekend.

There is a warning on for later this weekend.

We found four good sized bags of trash.  A lot of it was buried by the strong wind, as was this pile of kelp.

buried

We worked our way south, then turned back after an hour and a half of picking in order to get to the exciting afternoon events in Long Beach town.  As we walked back, and cars drove by, I reflected on how I rarely go to this beach recreationally because I so dislike being passed by vehicles in such a natural, would be peaceful environment.

trucks and cars all over the place

trucks and cars all over the place

Maybe there should be beach driving permits for disabled people.  That seems to be the big heartfelt argument brought up in support of beach driving (along with “It’s always been this way.”)  And maybe an exception for clamming weekend….It would be felt that too many of the poor clams would escape the clam gun if folks could not drive to get them.  Other than that, other than the support drivers who pick of trash bags on beach clean up days, I wish that no matter what people are up to out here, they would park and walk in.  In my 21 years here, I have had occasion to read comments in guestbooks of various hotels, and disappointment at finding vehicles on the beach is a strong theme.  I’ve also had at several of my women friends tell me it is creepy and scary to be alone on the beach and have a car drive by.  Sometimes it does not feel safe.

Opposition to beach driving  is not a popular opinion for a local to have and when a newcomer writes a letter to the editor on the topic, much pro-beach driving responses ensue.

In summer, a stretch of beach from Seaview to Long Beach is closed.  It is not the prettiest stretch of beach.  (That’s down by Beard’s Hollow, in my opinion.)  The beaches at Cape Disappointment State Park are non-driving beaches but harder to get to than the beaches by our string of beach towns.

From Trip Advisor:  “You can drive on the beach here which is nuts but very very fun.”   There you go.

Sea birds may or may not agree with me.

Sea birds may or may not agree with me.

Along the stretch of beach that we had already thoroughly cleaned, I found a bit of trash thrown from one of the vehicles that passed me.  I chased it down, the powerful wind blowing it just out of reach like a comedy routine.

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sigh...

sigh…

We had been free of the rain the whole time we picked up trash.  As we began to walk east along the Holman Creek trail, the rain returned in force.

walkng east

walking east

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rain pelting the creek

rain pelting the creek

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leaning alders

leaning alders

elderberry in bloom

elderberry in bloom

My calves ached from beach walking.  I hustled as fast as I could to get back to the van so that we would make it to the Clam Festival in time.  On the way north to Long Beach, I wondered if the festivities would be seriously dampened by the weather.

Pacific Highway near the Long Beach welcome sign

Pacific Highway near the Long Beach welcome sign

What hope for the clam festival??

What hope for the clam festival??

We had already heard that the heavy morning wind had destroyed two Saturday Market tents at the Port of Ilwaco and blown another up and over the shops and that the market (meant to be a stop on the Clam Festival Treasure Map) had been cancelled.  Would the same fate await the outdoor events in Long Beach?

I hope anyone who came looking for the market found their way into Don Nisbett's Art Gallery.

I hope anyone who came looking for the market found their way into Don Nisbett’s Art Gallery.

No matter what happened with the weather, we were determined to see the mayor cut the ribbon on the World’s Largest Spitting Clam and we knew that at least a few hardy souls would show up.

 

 

 

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Saturday, 18 January 2014

Beach Clean Up

We decided to park at 30th Street in Seaview for the January GrassRoots Garbage Gang volunteer beach clean up and walk west along the (dead end) block of 30th.  This street was part of the loop I used to walk the year I lived at the Sou’wester Lodge:  Out to the beach on the Seaview approach, down the sand to where Holman Creek emerges, back in on 30th to town and along scenic, historic K Place to return to the resort.

This house on the SW corner of Willows and 30th has always greatly appealed to me because of its location by Holman Creek and the privacy of its yard.  It’s not as private now because flooding a few years back required some clearing along the creek.

a dreamy location one city block from the beach trail

a dreamy location one city block from the beach trail

another creekside house that is probably too close to escape dampness and high tide-rain flooding

to the west: another creekside house that might be too close to escape dampness and high tide-rain flooding

When I started looking to buy a house in 1993, I had my eye on this tiny cottage (below); it was not for sale at exactly the right time.

a tiny cottage with a big yard

a tiny cottage with a big yard

At the west end of 30th, the road ends and a wide trail to the beach begins.

no through traffic except for emergency vehicles

no through traffic except for emergency vehicles

Swampland lies on the north side of the beach trail.

north side of the beach trail.

Swamps lie on the north side of the beach trail, changing into dunes.  On the south side is Holman Creek.

Holman Creek, always with cedar-brown water

Holman Creek, always with cedar-brown water

I remember the dune banks bloomed in summer with vetch, wild beach pea, and birds-foot trefoil.

a photo of the wildflower bank from 1993

a photo of the wildflower bank from 1993

We found our first pile of garbage along the creek halfway to the beach.

the start to our first bag of garbage

the start to our first bag of garbage

Walking down the 30th Street trail gave us the opportunity to get started on the clean up on the south side of Holman Creek without having to wade across it by the tideline.

where the Discovery Trail (north-south) crosses Holman Creek, looking west

where the Discovery Trail (north-south) crosses Holman Creek, looking west

The clean up officially started at 9:30 AM; in our usual “not morning people” fashion, we arrived at this point at 10:30, with only 6 hours of sleep as our staycation schedule has altered to pure night owl time.

Holman Creek from the Discovery Trail

Holman Creek from the Discovery Trail

volunteers in the dunes on the north side of the creek

volunteers in the dunes on the north side of the creek

a volunteer and her dog

a volunteer and her dog

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

looking north across the creek

looking north across the creek

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Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

t was nice to start on the south side of creek for a change!   There is usually a lot of debris along here because of the tide washing far in.

a gang of cleaner-uppers

a gang of cleaner-uppers

These folks had already made a pretty good clean sweep along the south side of the creek.

These folks had already made a pretty good clean sweep along the south side of the creek.

We were late to the party and most of the trash where we first reached the beach had been picked up and piled for volunteer drivers to gather.

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results

I didn’t feel too guilty about our tardiness because we also do work behind the scenes on the GrassRoots Garbage Gang Facebook page!

A city truck came to get some of the trash bags.

A city truck came to get some of the trash bags.

Beach clean up day is the only time I don’t mind seeing tire tracks on the beach…which unfortunately is a state highway.

not exactly back to nature

not exactly back to nature

When I used to walk on the beach more regularly, I found it challenging to get a photo without tire tracks in it.  Walking at high tide would do the trick but then  the sand is soft and shifting.

looking south toward Beards Hollow

looking south toward Beards Hollow

The beach scape changing constantly here, sometimes swept clean, sometimes with little bits of driftwood as above, occasionally with not very exotic shells.

another volunteer walking toward Beards Hollow

another volunteer walking toward Beards Hollow

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan and I found lots of trash midway down the beach between the creek and Beards Hollow, in an area that people coming from each direction had perhaps turned back before reaching.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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a volunteer and her dog

That sweet spaniel came running right up to me!

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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the best part of my trip to the beach!

the best part of my trip to the beach!

Later the dog’s person told me the spaniel loves to have her chest petted and will take her paw and move your hand back if you try to stop!

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

At noon, we turned back toward 30th.  Some volunteers with a car had left some heavy bags behind; we could not schlep them so we fervently hoped one of the vehicle volunteers would get them.  The folks with the car could have driven them back to the beach approach and delivered them to the big clean-up day dumpster there, but perhaps they did not know that.  We had to leave our very heavy bag there as well rather than haul it for half a mile.  There’s an RV park back behind the dunes so we hope someone got those bags and they did not go back out to sea!

left behind!

left behind!

On the way back, I snapped some birds for Mr. Tootlepedal.

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gulls

gulls

The birds are perhaps the biggest beneficiaries of the clean up, especially when people pick up the tiny pieces of plastic that take a long time to fill a bag.  Birds eat them, mistaking them for food, and can die from a belly-full of plastic pieces.

Along the bit of the Discovery Trail next to the creek grew ferns in the dune sand.

little sword ferns

little sword ferns (I think)

Discovery Trail by Holman Creek

Discovery Trail by Holman Creek

The volunteer soup feed was halfway up the Peninsula at the Senior Center, next to Golden Sands Assisted Living.  We were among the last to arrive; Allan got the last bowl of chili and I was content with a delicious bowl of split pea soup.

at the end of the volunteer soup feed

At the end of the volunteer soup feed: split pea, my favourite, remained!

Golden Sands check up

Bear with me while I post some dull winter photos, for my own blog record, of the Golden Sands garden.  Of course, I simply had to check on it because it is right next door to the Senior Center where we went for the soup feed.

Golden Sands Assisted Living from the outside

Golden Sands Assisted Living from the outside

In  the enclosed courtyard, the four garden quadrants are sleeping in their lovely blanket of dairy manure.

NW quadrant

NW quadrant

NE quadrant

NE quadrant

SW quadrant, behind which the rhododendrons were gently pruned

SW quadrant, behind which the rhododendrons were gently pruned

SE quadrant, behind which the rhodos were brutally pruned....before I saw what was happening!

SE quadrant, behind which the rhodos were brutally pruned….before I saw what was happening!

This year I hope to finally get the area outside the SE quadrant looking better.  It is terribly infested with horsetail and creeping sorrel.  Now that the quadrants themselves are nicely mulched and the sprinkler system is functional, they should take less care and leave time for other areas.

a terrible mess!

a terrible mess!

behind the SE quadrant...horsetail and bad pruning

behind the SE quadrant…horsetail and bad pruning

What is to be the fate of those rhodos if the goal is to always keep them below the window?  In my opinion, they should not be there at all if that is the plan.

But enough thoughts about work….All this is probably going to have to wait till March.

We drove back to Ilwaco and stopped at the Timberland Regional Library where a white Narcissus bulbicodium had two very early blooms.

Narcissus bulbicodium (hoop petticoats)

Narcissus bulbicodium (hoop petticoats)

Hamamelis 'Diane' (I think) with flowers almost matching the library doors

Hamamelis ‘Diane’ (I think) with flowers almost matching the library doors

Before going home for some late afternoon gardening, we stopped at Olde Towne Café for a couple of treats.

Cappucino cheesecake bar!

Cappucino cheesecake bar!

and a chocolate rum cake to take home for later

and a chocolate rum cake to take home for after dinner

Now, back to staycation for six days before the next local event that will draw us out into the world again.  I am sort of planning on staycation lasting till February 10th, depending on the weather and on potential jury duty.

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Today we went to one of the thrice yearly volunteer beach clean up events organized by the Grassroots Garbage Gang. We decided that instead of going to our usual spot on the Seaview approach or our second usual choice, Benson Beach, we would start at Beard’s Hollow. It’s the very south end of the beach that runs for (I think) 18 miles north and is a bit of a walk from the parking lot so is not as frequently cleaned. It used to be my beach walking destination when I lived in Seaview in 1993.

near the parking lot

near the parking lot

The trail used to be underwater until well into spring, causing me a lot of frustration after I moved to Ilwaco. I then found a trail up and over the big hill between me and the beach, crossing over where Discovery Heights is now, only to find that after about half an hour, when I got as far as Beard’s Hollow I could get no further without hip waders.

Since then, the Discovery Trail has been built and provides access to walkers and bicyclists year round.

Discovery Trail

Discovery Trail

beside the trail

beside the trail

licorice fern in tree

licorice fern in tree

Salmonberry

Salmonberry

still pool reflections

still pool reflections

skunk cabbage

skunk cabbage

I have read that in the UK, our native skunk cabbage is sold at a pretty price as an ornamental plant and is called “swamp lantern”. I don’t want to Google and find out it is not true. It is a gorgeous bog plant, but difficult to tranplant.

swamp lantern

swamp lantern

sword fern

sword fern (unpruned!)

When one gets to the really big rock, one is almost at the beach. The trees have grown considerably since I used to walk here.

the big rock

the big rock

Here is what the trail used to be like in winter; this is one of the roads through the dunes.

road around the rock

road around the rock

the rock

the rock

native stonecrop and blackberries

native stonecrop and blackberries

the rock

a small part of the rock

nature's moss garden

nature’s moss garden

At last, the beach…

to the beach

to the beach

The Coast Guard helicopter flew by.

Beard's Hollow fishing rocks

Beard’s Hollow fishing rocks

Someone had lost a bouquet, or tossed it overboard in a memorial service perhaps.

mystery flowers

mystery flowers

flowers

 

flowers and fishing rocks

flowers and fishing rocks

The Beard’s Hollow fishing rocks have witnessed many dramatic scenes. When the tide comes in, human explorers are taken by surprise on the outer rocks and many have been rescued over the years.

rock full of birds

rock full of birds

rockscape

rockscape

clues that the tide does come in

clues that the tide does come in

rocks

We found enough garbage in the next hour and a quarter to fill three large bags. People who drive down the beach to have a campfire…(and the beach is a legal highway, and in my opinion that is very regrettable) don’t even have to pack their garbage out on foot, so why do they leave it behind like this? Just throw it in the truck bed, folks!

campfire debris

campfire debris

They did at least put it all back in the packaging.

the south end of the long beach

the south end of the long beach

While it is satisfying to fill a bag with larger items, the tiny little bits of coloured plastic are especially bad for birds. They think it is food and fill themselves up and then starve.

It would take days to fill a back with these tiny pieces

It would take days to fill a back with these tiny pieces

I become obsessed with picking up each one but I know that many more are tumbled under the sand.

Far in the distance with the telephoto I could see folks in groups cleaning to the north.

cleaning crew

cleaning crew

People enter at each of the major beach approaches or walk out from their own streets. Most start at 9:30 AM but we usually manage to roll in at about 10:15. Today about 325 signed in.

We walked down as far as this shallow seasonal stream.

stream

stream

The one time I do like to see vehicles on the beach “highway” is when the volunteers come along to take our bags.

loaded with debris

loaded with debris

And then, back through the green along the beautiful trail.

a side trail around the big rock

a side trail around the big rock

bicyclists

passing the big rock

passing the big rock

more licorice ferns

licorice fern, a tree dweller

licorice fern, a tree dweller

Sambucus racemosa (red elderberry) has a tropical look.

Sambucus racemosa (red elderberry) has a tropical look.

elderberry grove

elderberry grove

moss and mushrooms

moss and mushrooms

The trail is a draw for bicyclists as it goes all the way from Ilwaco to north of Long Beach.

discovering the trail

discovering the trail

Discovery trail map

Discovery Trail map

We were just down at the Beard’s Hollow section. Click here for a larger view.

Next on our agenda: the volunteer soup feed reward halfway up the Peninsula at the Senior Center. Because we start late, and go late, we have been known to arrive for the very last bowls of soup, but today we arrived in time to have two choices, and we both chose clam chowder made by Steve of The Great Day Café.

soup reward for volunteers

soup reward for volunteers

The Senior Center is right next door to Golden Sands Assisted Living so we found it handy to check on all the new plants starts we planted yesterday, and I am happy to report they are all standing up tall…no wilting. Allan found this very nice monthly newsletter that shows how much they appreciate the courtyard garden.

from Golden Sands newsletter

from Golden Sands newsletter

Thus we segued into the work day and after going north past Nahcotta on the bay to pick up a free plastic pond (more on this later), we checked on Marilyn’s garden. My intention was to do nothing but deadhead the narcissi and move on, but oh dear…horsetail was on the march and had to be dealt with…and then my eye fell on a problem that had been bothering me for some time.

This giant Miscanthus had ended up in the foreground of the garden where it blocks the view of the Helianthus behind it. It bothers me every year.

This ornamental grass will get taller than me, and is in the wrong place.

This ornamental grass will get taller than me, and is in the wrong place.

I worried at it with the pick for a short while. Its roots are like iron. Allan decided to have a go so I went back to the horsetail, and returned to this satisfying result.

what an accomplishment

what an accomplishment!

It’s a challenge to find anything evergreen and tall to block the view of the neighbours’ driveway and garage because deer practically live in this garden…so I rely on tall deciduous plants.

Marilyn's today, looking north from back porch

Marilyn’s today, looking north from back porch

There is much to do here, especially since the plan is for this garden to be on the Peninsula garden tour in July of this year…but we had to move on to have time to check three more gardens.

At the Wiegardt Gallery, the lilac is close to bloom:

Wiegardt lilac

Wiegardt lilac

Tulip 'Lilac Wonder' opens wide in the faint sunshine.

Tulip ‘Lilac Wonder’ opens wide in the faint sunshine.

The narcissi are still looking fine, but how did scilla get into the garden? I most certainly did not plant it.

narcissi...and scilla

narcissi…and scilla

This thug will be bad news. I wonder if someone else planted some bulbs to be nice? Because they are so pretty.

the dreaded scilla invasion

the dreaded scilla invasion

I have three other thugs in this garden: sweet woodruff and the bad aster that came from who knows where, and geranium ‘A.T. Johnson’ that I once thought a very fine plant indeed.

Eric’s brother sometimes plants a very choice treasure, and I am hoping that these Eremurus that he put in two years ago might flower this year.

Here's hoping for some foxtail lilies

Here’s hoping for some foxtail lilies…

We still have lots more to do at Wiegardt’s (sounds so familiar) but we had to get on to Klipsan Beach Cottages. On the way, we did a quick check up at Oman Builders Supply in Ocean Park.

There is the exciting new ‘Green Star’ tulip. Have I been calling it ‘Green Ice’?

You have to get Green Star against a dark background or it does not show up well.

You have to get Green Star against a dark background or it does not show up well.

It's a lily flowering tulip and a green tulip all at once.

It’s a lily flowering tulip and a green tulip all at once.

There were three but someone swiped one, and the finger blight evidence of twisted stem shows the person did not even have clippers but just worried the stem till the stolen tulip was theirs.

The shattered star shape of the stem is evidence...

The shattered star shape of the stem is evidence…

At Klipsan Beach Cottages, we had delegated a rhododendron removal job to another landscape business, and had not expected the end result to be a bed all askew and us with no time to fix it. My fantasy was that we would find the job all done. Silly. Realistically I probably should not have hoped that a backhoe would be brought in, huge rhododendrons pulled, and then the edging put back all nicey nice (by whom?) All we could do today was deadhead the narcissi and check for weeds. Next weekend we can deal with the other problem, maybe.

narcissi in cottage windowbox

narcissi in cottage windowbox

Tulip clusiana 'Lady Jane'

Tulip clusiana ‘Lady Jane’

in the garden

in the garden

In a pot I had six Tulip ‘Green Star’ and in this safe haven, no one had picked any.

Green Stars

Green Stars

Green Star

Green Star

The first year I saw this in the Van Engelen catalog, I waited too long to order and they had sold out. So it was a year and a half before I had it in bloom, and I am a little obsessed with it this month.

Green Star

Green Star

in the garden...

in the garden…

two matching pots

two matching pots

and some Blushing Ladies

and some Blushing Ladies

I wonder if this year at long last the Tetrapanax papyrifer ‘Steroidal [not very] Giant’ will get the size I have seen it elsewhere. It has been sulking for three years.

still only as tall as a daylily

still only as tall as a daylily

sword fern...I like our pruned ones better than mother nature's messy ones!

sword fern…I like our pruned ones better than mother nature’s messy ones!

Lathyrus vernus from Joy Creek Nursery

at KBC: Lathyrus vernus from Joy Creek Nursery

A rain squall decided our stop time at KBC but by the time we got home, the sky had cleared again. I thought I was too cold, and extra tired from getting up “early” for beach clean up, and that all I had the oomph to do was look out the window.

back garden window view

back garden window view

Then I remembered the pond form and had to go think about where it might go.

It probably won't look very real...

It probably won’t look very real…

pondering

pondering

We decided to install it next to the boat. Because of my upcoming mini-vacation (why???) we won’t have time for awhile.

While I uploaded photos to the Grassroots Garbage Gang Facebook page, Allan mowed the lawn. He reports that it takes an hour and a quarter. Less than it did last year because of my winter expansion of the garden beds.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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