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Saturday, 18 June 2016

We had a mission for the late afternoon: To see a match in Astoria by the Shanghaied Roller Dolls.  We had wanted to go for some time, but staying home in my garden has always won out for me.  After seeing their presence in last week’s Pride Parade, I had a stronger interest in attending a match, and this would be the last one of the season.  However, that will be the next post.

Port of Ilwaco

At 11:45, I went down to Salt Hotel to meet Our Kathleen for lunch.  Allan dropped me off and went for his own stroll through the market before returning to his roofing project.

the weekly bouquet for Salt

the weekly bouquet for Salt

view from the pub

view from the pub

a new booth selling lavender

a new booth selling lavender

a salad for me (as I had had breakfast just an hour before)

a salad for me (as I had had breakfast just an hour before)

a burger for Kathleen

a burger for Kathleen

On the deck, I noticed that Salt does not have a room 13.

On the deck, I noticed that Salt does not have a room 13.

After our good lunch, Kathleen and I strolled the market.

from the port office balcony

from the port office balcony (Allan’s photo, earlier)

Pink Poppy Bakery

Pink Poppy Bakery

Allan had already been by and bought some lemon curd cupcakes.

Allan had already been by and bought some lemon curd cupcakes.

port office

port office

Allan's photo (earlier)

Allan’s photo (earlier)

We visited Don Nisbett and Jenna (Queen La De Da) at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery, so that Kathleen could get a rainbow fish t shirt.

outside Don's gallery

outside Don’s gallery (Allan’s photo, earlier)

Kathleen and Don, with Jenna looking on

Kathleen and Don, with Jenna looking on

Don has been continuing his rainbow theme inspired by Astoria Pride.

Don has been continuing his rainbow theme inspired by Astoria Pride.

Don, Jenna, and their son Joe are most welcoming to customers.

Don, Jenna, and their son Joe are most welcoming to customers.

view from Don's window

view from Don’s window

Back outside to the market: The English Nursery

Back outside to the market: The English Nursery

Blue Coast Farms

Blue Coast Farms

heart tarts

heart tarts

more plants for sale

more plants for sale

Northwest Natural

Northwest Naturals

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Northwest Naturals

Northwest Naturals

Northwest Naturals

a puppy to pet!

a puppy to pet!

and a tiny Pomeranian, not a puppy

and a tiny Pomeranian, not a puppy

quilt art

quilt art

This time, I bought myself one of these birdhouses.

This time, I bought myself one of these birdhouses.

After an unproductive middle afternoon (because I find it hard to get much done if I know I am going out again soon), we left just after four to go to Astoria.

Allan had been much more productive and finished his shed porch roof.

Allan had been much more productive and finished his shed porch roof.

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Astoria, Oregon

You’ll have to wait till tomorrow’s post to see the Shanghaied Roller Dolls in action!

After a great sporting event, we repaired to Himani Indian Cuisine for dinner, and there we found Don, Jenna, and Joe, dining at their favourite place and visiting with their god daughter, Nirah.

Joe and Nirah

Joe and Nirah

a feast

a feast

Joe's tandoori chicken

Joe’s tandoori chicken

Jenna and Nirah

Jenna and Nirah

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Don and Sujay, the wonderful owner/restaurateur of Himani, Nirah’s dad

On the way home...I like how they have covered these cement planters.

On the way home…I like how they have covered these cement planters.

on the Riverwalk

on the Riverwalk (Allan’s photo)

by the river

by the river (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

view from the bridge going home, with a golden glow over Ilwaco

view from the bridge going home, with a golden glow over Ilwaco

where we live!

where we live!

looking east upriver

looking east upriver

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Ginger’s Garden Diaries

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from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago

1997 (age 73):

June 18: Prepared yesterday’s berries—8+ pkgs.  Worked in garage—cleared off plywood table and moved plywood over against the wall.  I boxed up the leftover stuff from garage sale for Skyler and Robert to take what they want.

 

 

 

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Sunday, 12 June 2016

Last night at 1 AM I checked the news as is my habit before bedtime, to learn that something horrific was unfolding at the Pulse dance club in Orlando, Florida.  This morning, I woke to news of 49 of my extended tribe killed and many injured.  All I could do in the afternoon was read the news and share the grieving of friends online and edit and post the photos of yesterday’s beautiful and joyous pride parade.  Back in my 20s and 30s, I frequented gay dance clubs every week. Every single time, my friends and I were well aware that to do so put us in danger from homophobic fanatics…as did just walking down the street together looking visibly gay.  We did not let that fear keep us home, and many of my best memories of those years came from the joy of dancing in community.

I read on Facebook about a vigil that would take place in Astoria in the early evening and Allan and I decided to go, even though, as always, I was sorely tempted to just stay in my garden.  (Allan’s photos from today are marked with an asterisk *.)

In the late afternoon, Devery came by to pick some strawberries and we talked for awhile about sadness and hope for the world.

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In our household, only the cats were having their usual cheerful day.

*In our household, only the cats were having their usual cheerful day.

In the evening, Allan and I went to The Garden of Surging Waves in Astoria for the vigil of memory.

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driving east along the Columbia River toward the bridge. You can see Astoria across the water.

driving east along the Columbia River toward the bridge. You can see Astoria across the water.

wildflowers on the Washington side of the bridge.

wildflowers on the Washington side of the bridge.

on our walk toward the vigil

on our walk toward the vigil

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The Garden of Surging Waves

The Garden of Surging Waves

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*a garden full of people

*a garden full of people

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The Astoria Q Choir led the singing of Over the Rainbow.

The Astoria Q Center Choir led the singing of Over the Rainbow.

Tears came because I am 61 years old and have seen the results of hatred for far too long, and because I am so moved by the local community joining together like this.

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*a circle of holding hands as the Astoria community sent love to Orlando.

*a circle of joined hands as the Astoria community sent love to Orlando.

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A young man spoke of how he had moved to Astoria from Orlando just four months ago, and this morning he had been looking for his friends on Facebook to see if any had died.

A woman spoke of how she and her wife and daughter had lived in Florida and had moved back to the Pacific Northwest because here, her daughter would grow up in a climate of acceptance; here in Cascadia, they are treated as a family.

A man spoke of how he and his partner had been on cruises with the delightful Edward Sotomayer, one of the first to be listed among the dead.

The organizers of the Pride weekend then led a walk all through downtown to tie black ribbons onto the banners that had been hung with happy anticipation a few days before.

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A different person tied the ribbon at each pole.

A different person tied the ribbon at each pole.

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* in the light

*waving to a passing car who had called out in support

*waving to a passing car who had called out in support

*a thumbs up to caring passerby

*a thumbs up to caring passerby

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a shop window decorated for Pride weekend

a shop window decorated for Pride weekend

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* Love will prevail.

* Love will prevail.

*The Shanghaied Roller Dolls were represented.

*The Shanghaied Roller Dolls were represented.

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*on the way to Marine Drive, one block north

*on the way to Marine Drive, one block north

On Marine Drive

On Marine Drive

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the final ribbon

the final ribbon

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Having eaten nothing all day but cereal and a banana in the morning, I appreciated repairing to Himani Indian Cuisine for some comfort food.

Himani Indian Cuisine

Himani Indian Cuisine

dinner at Himani

dinner at Himani

evening light on Astoria curbside garden

evening light on Astoria curbside garden

crossing the bridge to home at sunset

crossing the bridge to home at sunset

It had been a good thing to roust myself out of my garden and attend the vigil to be reminded that Love Wins.  The next day, I came upon this video from the Guardian UK that expresses that belief well.

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Saturday, 11 October 2014

Chefs, don’t get excited; there is no recipe for cranberry curry here.

We planned on going to the Cranberry Research station to see the harvest demonstration that was part of the Cranberrian Fair. The yearly event takes place at Ilwaco’s Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum and the Cranberry Museum/research station.

Looking out our front door, the weather did not look promising.

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Some kids sailed down the street on their bicycles, yelling and getting drenched, not at all dressed for the sudden downpour.

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front

I was thrilled the rain had arrived, and at the same time hoped that a blue spot in the sky was not just a sucker hole, as I did want to take photos of the harvest. We set off, and as we drove up to Pioneer Road, the storm went away.

Cranberry Research Station

Halfway between ocean and Willapa Bay on Pioneer Road are the geometrical shapes of the cranberry station bogs.

Halfway between ocean and Willapa Bay on Pioneer Road are the geometrical shapes of the cranberry station bogs.

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Pacific Coast Cranberry Research Station, an extension of Washington State University

The Long Beach Trolley, known during Cranberrian Fair as the Bog Bus, is in the repair shop, so instead of riding the darling trolley between the two museums, attendees drove their vehicles. In the grass parking area next to the pond (see top left-ish, above), some hopeful lines had been painted on the lawn.

I say hopeful rather than helpful as the two rows were a bit close together!

I say hopeful rather than helpful as the two rows were a bit close together!

Here's the pond; the pipe is pumping water out to flood the bogs.

Here’s the pond; the pipe is pumping water out to flood the bogs.

Water from the pond had filled up one of the bogs.

Water from the pond had filled up one of the bogs.

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Allan's photo: This amphibious vehicle flails the berries off the stems.

Allan’s photo: This amphibious vehicle flails the berries off the stems.

But before we walked over to see the harvest, we walked back to the museum to join Kathleen Shaw for lunch.

Allan's photo; Kathleen on left

Allan’s photo; Kathleen on left

Lunch was provided by one of our two favourite local restaurants, the Cove; owners Sondra and Jim greeted us at the lunch counter.

Lunch was provided by one of our two favourite local restaurants, the Cove; owners Sondra and Jim greeted us at the lunch counter.

Kathleen's pulled pork sandwich with cranberry BBQ sauce

Kathleen’s pulled pork sandwich with cranberry BBQ sauce

cranberry wine tasting

cranberry wine tasting (and in the foreground, free Ocean Spray bottled cranberry juice drinks

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I tried the one mixed with Gewurtzraminer; delicious.

I tried the one mixed with Gewurtzraminer; delicious.

music by Bryan O'Connor

music by Bryan O’Connor

We took a tour through the Cranberry Museum so that we can enlighten our out of town readers about how the harvest was and is accomplished. This is especially for Cathy from Oz.

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There was a sign asking viewers to not touch or try on the museum items!

There was a sign asking viewers to not touch or try on the museum items!

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I believe that the "dibble" garden tool dates back to old England.

I believe that the “dibble” garden tool dates back to old England and has nothing to do with Art Dibble!

a hand pushed cranberry flailer

a hand pushed cranberry beater

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wet

wet

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dry

It is a striking sight in winter to see the irrigators spraying to protect the bogs from frost.

It is a striking sight in winter to see the irrigators spraying to protect the bogs from frost.

We battle these same weeds in our local gardens, especially the Bad Aster.

We battle these same weeds in our local gardens, especially the Bad Aster.

Some people use post-harvest cranberry mulch on their gardens.  I won't because it's not organic...unless it came from Starvation Alley organic cranberry farm!

Some people use post-harvest cranberry mulch on their gardens. I won’t because it’s not organic…unless it came from Starvation Alley organic cranberry farm!

I considered buying some of the delightful offerings from the Cranberry Museum shop. However, it was so crowded that I decided to revisit another day as we often drive by there. It will have to be soonish as I believe it closes for the season sometime in November.

a busy scene in the gift shop

a busy scene in the gift shop

looking east from the porch of the Cranberry Museum

looking east from the porch of the Cranberry Museum

Now let’s go see the wet method of harvesting close up.

dike paths through the bogs

dike paths through the bogs

the cranberry vines

the cranberry vines (and a weed)

One of the bogs was slowly being filled for tomorrow's harvest demonstration.

One of the bogs was slowly being filled for tomorrow’s harvest demonstration.

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raptor

flooding for tomorrow's harvest; note the tarp to direct the water into the bog

flooding for tomorrow’s harvest; note the tarp to direct the water into the bog

It had turned into a perfect day.

It had turned into a perfect day.

looking west toward the museum (and Allan taking a photo)

looking west toward the museum (and Allan taking a photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

In the flooded bog, the flailer in action

In the flooded bog, the flailer in action

setting up a cranberry corral

setting up a cranberry corral

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The corral starts out very large...

The corral starts out very large…

..and slowly gets pulled to gather up all the berries.

..and slowly gets pulled to gather up all the berries.

It's hard work but must be fun splish splashing through the water.

It’s hard work but must be fun splish splashing through the water.

workers

workers

workers

As we got closer to the harvesting machinery, we saw someone who may have been enjoying the day most of all.

six months old

six months old

dog

 

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

She was utterly fascinated with the humans walking in the bog.

She was utterly fascinated with the humans splashing in the bog.

Of course, I had to meet her.

Of course, I had to meet her.

another dog enjoying the day; Allan's photo

another dog enjoying the day; Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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herding cranberries

herding cranberries

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The cranberries are all being herded to one end of the bog.

The cranberries are all being herded to one end of the bog.

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at the base of the harvesting machine

at the base of the harvesting machine

The corral has gotten much smaller.

The corral has gotten much smaller.

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The berries go up the conveyer belt.

The berries go up the conveyer belt.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The cranberries drop into the bed of a truck.

The cranberries drop into the bed of a truck.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

While I was watching the harvest, who should come up to me but David of David and Allison, Heather’s friends (and now ours, too, I hope) with whom we had dined at [pickled fish] restaurant the previous evening. When he told me Allison was hanging out on the museum porch, I walked back to find her, and later we all sat and enjoyed a confab.

me and the delightful David & Allison

me and the delightful David & Allison

When I first started gardening for a living in 1994, the Cranberry Research Station was one of our first jobs. (I found we could make more being self employed, so did not work there for long.) I had a look at a pollinator test garden that I used to weed.

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The plants are much, much bigger now.

Peninsula Art Show

On the way home, Allan and I had a look in at the Peninsula Art Association show at the Long Beach Train Depot.

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While I enjoyed the art, I was most impressed with the steampunky jewelry on offer by friend and blog reader Debbie Haugsten.

Debbie by her jewelry display

Debbie by her jewelry display

You can find her jewelry at Beach Homes Old and New.

You can find her jewelry at Beach Homes Old and New.

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We had a brief interlude at home during which I sat on the porch and then strolled a bit of garden.

Smokey wished it our at home time was longer.

Smokey wished it our at home time was longer.

Mary and Smokey, and you can see the pots of rudbeckia starts that Kathleen kindly brought me.

Mary and Smokey, and you can see the pots of rudbeckia starts that Kathleen kindly brought me.

Dicentra scandens vine still blooming by the porch

Dicentra scandens vine still blooming by the porch

Robinia pseudoacacia 'Frisia' all aglow

Robinia pseudoacacia ‘Frisia’ all aglow

passionflower finally blooming on the arbour

passionflower finally blooming on the arbour

Astoria

And then we were off for dinner in Astoria with Kathleen.

view to the west from the Astoria Megler Bridge, mouth of the Columbia River

view to the west from the Astoria Megler Bridge, mouth of the Columbia River

from Trip Advisor

from Trip Advisor

After we had taken our seats at our dinner destination, Himani Indian Cuisine, I had to step outside to take a photo of the sunset over the west hills.

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Kathleen's dinner, a potato-onion pancake sort of dish, whose name I do not know, with soup and a sauce.

Kathleen’s dinner, a potato-onion pancake sort of dish, whose name I do not know, with soup and a sauce.

See Kathleen’s comment on this post for the names of her dishes.

Mine: delicious chicken korma

Mine: delicious chicken korma

Allan goes for the spinach dish.

Allan goes for the spinach dish.

I had a double serving of raita, my most favourite yogurt-onion-cucumber condiment, and a salt lassi (smooth yogurt drink with lots of salt; those who prefer sweet can have the mango version).

Afterwards, we walked for a few blocks on the River Walk to enjoy the pleasantly warm evening.

I was surprised when the trolley sped by after dark.

I was surprised when the trolley sped by after dark.

the dark river contrasting with the well lit River Walk

the dark river contrasting with the well lit River Walk

Kathleen and I, Allan's photo

Kathleen and I, Allan’s photo

The Wet Dog Brewery...

The Wet Dog Café and Brewery…

with live music

with live music (Kathleen’s photo suggestion)

Allan's photo as we pass Himani on our way to the van

Allan’s photo as we pass Himani on our way to the van

Later at home in an amazing breakthrough, Kathleen lured Calvin with a bit of food to actually eat from her hand. For our very shy and neurotic black cat, this was great social progress. Most people don’t even get to see him, but he was interested in her even before she got the food.

Kathleen enticing Calvin

Kathleen enticing Calvin

We are very pleased that she will be joining us for this year’s Ilwaco Halloween trick or treating extravaganza (distributing treats, not asking for treats).

Next: The Cranberrian Fair in Ilwaco.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Saturday, 13 September 2014

On the way back from the Cannon Beach Cottage tour, I remembered that tonight was Astoria Art Walk night and that an acquaintance was having a show called “Sock Monkey Album Covers”. We decided to stop by the Street 14 Coffee House and see for ourselves.

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an actually hot late summer evening

inside the coffee house

inside the coffee house

Long Beach Peninsulites hanging out

Long Beach Peninsulites hanging out

sock monkey album covers by Leslie Hall Lipe

sock monkey album covers by Leslie Hall Lipe, including my beloved Ramones

I do not understand the sock monkey fetish, but it is very big at my favourite bookstore, Ilwaco’s Time Enough Books.

The Commodore Hotel lobby seems to share space with the coffee house, and is a space that I find beautiful.

The wall display of is items found when renovating the old hotel.

The wall display is of items found when renovating the old hotel.

cool old stuff artistically displayed

cool old stuff artistically displayed

hotel check in

hotel check in

We decided to walk down a couple of blocks and check out a new-ish store with garden decor among its offerings.

Allan's photo inside a bookstore

Allan’s photo inside a bookstore

Astoria's Commercial Street has well maintained container gardens.

Astoria’s Commercial Street has well maintained container gardens full of choice plants.

Jessica Schlief cares for many of them.

Jessica Schlief cares for many of them.

The ones with wire sides are great favourites of mine.

The ones with wire sides are great favourites of mine.

good from every angle

good from every angle

Because they are against the buildings and not in traffic sightlines, they can have tall plants.

Because they are against the buildings and not in traffic sightlines, they can have tall plants.

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Forsythea, run by Pat Fagerland of Seaview

Forsythea, run by Pat Fagerland of Seaview

inside Forsythea

inside Forsythea

more sock monkeys

more sock monkeys

really nice stuff

really nice stuff

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more stuff

more stuff

Wine and appetizers were on offer, but we were on our way to dinner. Allan thought maybe we could have fast food at the Roller Derby…

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The town was full of sunshine.

The town was full of sunshine.

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art gallery window

art gallery window

Outside a shop called Cargo.

Outside a shop called Cargo.

I wanted to pass on the Roller Derby and go to Indian Cuisine and Allan agreed. It was very placid and dull of me, I think now. The delicious food, however, made us very happy.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

We chose to go on to dinner at Himani Indian Cuisine (again).

We chose to go on to dinner at Himani Indian Cuisine (again).

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

After dinner, on our five block walk back to the van, I looked with nostalgia upon all the bars and clubs hopping with young folk, and reminisced how that was my life once. I wish I had taken some photos of the windows glowing in the dusk on such a rare warm coastal evening; the only photo I took was one of a ship on the river.

sunset time on the Columbia River

sunset time on the Columbia River

I had a revelation and told Allan we did not have to move to Astoria to experience it; we could just rent a place for a couple of months, and after that I would probably be happy to move back to my quiet Ilwaco home. I couldn’t do such a thing while my cats are alive though; they would miss me too much.

 

 

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Tuesday, 9 September 2014, part two

After we impulsively cut our work day short, we drove over the bridge to the Mill Pond Village toward the east end of Astoria, Oregon.  Our mission: to visit the Westbrook garden.  We had encountered its owner on the Peninsula garden tour and she had invited us to come see her garden any time whether or not she was home.  This time we missed her, so we took ourselves on a private tour of the garden that fills a lot between two townhouses.

We have visited the garden thrice before, when it was on the Astoria garden tour, a year ago June, and once in March to see how it looked with rainwater in the attractive drainage swale.  Very late summer was a new season for us in this fascinating garden.

We parked to the east of the garden and saw it from a half block away in the slanting late afternoon light.

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looking west toward the garden

looking west toward the garden

We walked past some other townhouse pocket gardens on the way.  Helen’s is the only large personal garden in the townhouse complex, as she purchased an empty lot on which to create it.

a pocket garden by the sidewalk

a pocket garden by the sidewalk

one of the neighbour's sunny sit spots.

one of the neighbour’s sunny sit spots.

looking back at neighbour's tiny garden

looking back at neighbour’s tiny garden

Westbrook Garden

The first part of Helen’s garden that we view as we walk west on the townhouse sidewalk is the river rock drainage swale.

great solution for winter water

great solution for winter water

Appealing details abound in the garden.

Appealing details abound in the garden, and you will see that many of the decorations are round in form.

I was impressed when I noticed that she has managed to grow several cultivars of Japanese anemones.  They look so lovely now.  I have avoided them as they can be such thugs and I marveled at how Helen has kept them to well behaved clumps.

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white Japanese anemones by the swale

pink Japanese anemones

pink Japanese anemones, foreground

How does she keep them well behaved?  I am going to have to rethink my whole Japanese anemone situation now.

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background: curly willow, foreground: double pink Japanese anemone

white Japanese anemones...the best, maybe Honorine Jobert

white Japanese anemones…the best, maybe Honorine Jobert

still viewed from the sidewalk on the north side of the townhouse:  How the trees have grown!

the Westbrook garden by the sidewalk on the north side of the townhouse: How the trees have grown!

The west end of the sidewalk between townhouse and garden

The west end of the sidewalk between townhouse and garden

tree and lights

tree and lights

We enter between the tres for a wander all round the garden.

We enter between the tres for a wander all round the garden.

in the garden

in the garden; note the circular mounds of moss

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We progress through the garden slowly, pausing at almost every step to take in more details.

Perhaps for the first time, I notice the lights.  The garden must be wonderful at night.

On this visit, perhaps for the first time, I notice the lights. The garden must be wonderful at night.

arbour rose (Allan's photo)

arbour rose (Allan’s photo)

To our right, a little stream of moss leads to the swale.

To our right, a little stream of moss leads to the swale and a little flock of birds.

a flock of birds

a flock of birds

green echinacea fading to autumn tones

echinacea fading to autumn tones

All of a sudden I am in love with rudbeckia, and I have absolutely none in any of my gardens.

All of a sudden I am in love with rudbeckia, and I have absolutely none in any of my gardens.

looking south across the garden to the porch

looking south across the swale to the porch

chocolate cosmos

chocolate cosmos

fuchsia (Allan's photo)

fuchsia (Allan’s photo)

pinky snapdragons

pinky snapdragons; One of her secrets to such perfection might be to keep adding fresh new annuals.

another sort of orb on the south side of the swale

another sort of orb on the south side of the swale.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

bench on south side of swale

bench on south side of swale

me touring the garden, Allan's photo

me touring the garden, Allan’s photo

More rudbeckia admiration...

More rudbeckia admiration…

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I am feeling a little obsessed with the need to acquire this common plant.  (I know I am getting some from Kathleen later this fall.)

I am feeling a little obsessed with the need to acquire this common plant. (I know I am getting some from Kathleen later this fall.)

What have we here?  Some sort of interesting project on the south side of the garden.

What have we here? Some sort of interesting project on the south side of the garden by the neighboring townhouse.

south-east edge, possibly blending into the neighbour's garden at this point

south-east edge, possibly blending into the neighbour’s garden at this point

On the east edge of the garden, look how the floppy grasses are tied up like big shocks of hay.

On the east edge of the garden, look how the floppy grasses are tied up like big shocks of hay.

Allan's photo.  I will be stealing this idea!

Allan’s photo. I will be stealing this idea!

the very south east corner of the garden, or perhaps the neighbour's garden, looking south to the Columbia River across a common lawn.

the very south east corner of the garden, or perhaps the neighbour’s garden, looking south to the Columbia River across a common lawn.

now at the west end of the garden, looking south to the townhouse

now at the west end of the garden, looking south to the townhouse

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a well-berried hypericum

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

I am relieved to see that the leaves of Helen's Stewartia look like mine; must be normal for this time of year

I am relieved to see that the leaves of Helen’s Stewartia look like mine; must be normal for this time of year

the west end of the garden

the west end of the garden

right next to the sidewalk

right next to the east-west sidewalk

picket fence at west end of garden, from the outside

picket fence at west end of garden, from the outside

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looking east over the fence.  The shrubs provide privace for the neighbour to the south's porch.

looking east over the fence. The shrubs provide privace for the neighbour to the left’s porch.

Having circumnavigated the garden several times, we take a walk down a different sidewalk back to our van and admire some more pocket gardens on the way.

the west wall of the Westbrook townhouse

the west wall of the Westbrook townhouse

narrow garden along the north-south sidewalk

narrow garden along the west wall

I realize there is not a sidewalk on this side.

I realize there is not a sidewalk on this side.

around Millpond Village

As we walk east, a pocket garden by a tall townhouse.

As we walk east, a pocket garden by a tall townhouse.

It seems one must be a gardener to live here.

It seems one must be a gardener to live here.

I am, as happens every time I visit, filled with desire to live here (only if I could afford a townhouse AND a vacant lot on which to garden).  Surely all the neighbours are friends and spend the days visiting each other’s gardens!  Life here must be as idyllic as it looks.

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We walk to the river side of the complex and of course, the trolley goes by at just that moment.

along the riverwalk, with the Astoria-Megler bridge in the background

along the riverwalk, with the Astoria-Megler bridge in the background

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Just steps from the townhouses is the Astoria Riverwalk, with views like these.

view

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

river's edge

river’s edge

me on the Riverwalk, Allan's photo

me on the Riverwalk, Allan’s photo

south side of the townhouse village

south side of the townhouse village

idyllic indeed

idyllic indeed

We return to the van via a sidewalk by the common lawn between two wings of townhouses.

Each has a darling garden, of course.

Each has a darling garden, of course.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

I assume the residents do their own pocket gardens as each is different.

I assume the residents do their own pocket gardens as each is different.

Allan's photo of me taking the previous picture

Allan’s photo of me taking the previous picture

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

narrow walk between two houses

narrow walk between two townhouses

closeup:  exquisite perfection

closeup: exquisite perfection

If each owner really does his or her own garden, do you have to pass a garden design test to live here??

We drive just a block or two south toward the actual Millpond, stopping for a quick history lesson by the Riverwalk.

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The actual mill pond was part of the Astoria Plywood Mill.  The site got all cleaned up and I think the plan was for townhouses on pilings to be built all around it.  However, the pond itself has only a few homes overhanging it and most of the building has happened with the townhouses to the east of the pond where we just went garden touring.  You can read more about it at the Mill Pond Village website.

looking southwest over the pond

looking southwest over the pond

home overhanging the pond

home overhanging the pond

looking back (north) to that overhanging home

looking back (north) to that overhanging home

a small public garden on the pond's east shore

a small public garden by the pond’s east shore

On the west side of the mill pond is a common area with a garden and big pergola.

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looking south from the common area

looking south from the common area

looking east over the pond

looking east over the pond

pergola shadow

pergola shadow

the common garden

the common garden

Leaving the Mill Pond Village with the full realization that we could never afford to live there, we treat ourselves to an early dinner at…

Himani Indian Cuisine

This restaurant is a favourite of our friends Don and Jenna.

This restaurant is a favourite of our friends Don and Jenna.

Gobi: Cauliflower tossed in special Hyderabadi spices and deep fried.

Gobi: Cauliflower tossed in special Hyderabadi spices and deep fried.  Reminded me of delicious Zahrah cauliflower at Mediterranean Kitchen in Seattle, which was just what I hoped for.

Poori, my favourite puffy Indian bread, with potatoes

Poori, my favourite puffy Indian bread, with a curried potato dish

raita, a creamy, cool yogurt condiment that I adore

raita, a creamy, cool yogurt condiment that I adore

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

We were amused by bird that dipped its head and brough up a toothpick.

We were amused by bird that dipped its head and brough up a toothpick.

bulbs

The practical part of the afternoon’s mission was grocery shopping at Costco and Fred Meyer.  The selection of Costco bulb bags was not as good as in previous years.  Perhaps more will come later…  I found three kinds of alliums, and I hope that the allium christophii really ARE christophii (albopilosum) because that is not the allium in the photo on the bag.

I wonder...

I wonder…

Blog reader Jamie should see if Costco still have bags of drumstick alliums (center) as they would be perfect for her garden…deerproof, and her spouse is a retired drummer.

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Friday, September 20, 2013, part one

I was disappointed to be woken at the usual time because I had expected a rainy day off.  And then I heard the gurgling of water in the rain barrel outside my window and looked out to an increasing drizzle.   So at last, it turned out to be the day to go get new shoes.  We were off “overseas” to Astoria.

As often seems to be true, the sky over Astoria and points east was lighter and we were out of the rain as soon as we got through the Chinook tunnel.

bright sky over Astoria

bright sky over Astoria; Columbia River to our right

Because a 55 mph wind is predicted for Sunday, the workers on the bridge were folding up the enormous tarps that cover the highest part.  Last year, they got caught out by the first storm and had to close the bridge because of the dangerous flapping!

Screen shot of news story, in case it eventually goes away as old news:

last year!

last year!

A shoe shopping expedition is not a treat for me.  I find it very hard, and always have done, to acquire comfy shoes.  Last year, in the local Reach Out Thrift Store, I happened upon a pair for $2 that felt soft as butter.  (I had been looking for a work shirt, not shoes, but checked the shoes in a desperate attempt to avoid actual shoe shopping!)  It turned out that they were SAS, an expensive brand, but one that would be worth any amount of money to me.  Since the ones I bought that day were already worn and now have holes by the little toe, today we went across the river to the store that carries them: Gimre’s.  I had the most pleasant shoe shopping experience of my life there and bought two pair, and that is enough about shoes!

Ok, for my friends who do love shoes, here they are:

left: new slip ons, middlle: new laceups, right: thrift store pair

left: new slip ons, middlle: new laceups, right: thrift store pair

I commend SAS for making such great shoes.  I will even try to keep the slip on pair out of the dirt…(We’ll see how long that lasts.)

Back to (mostly) garden theme, with this digression for one of the best hotel advertising slogans ever:

hotel elliot

hotel elliot

I continue to be an ardent admirer of the Astoria planters on Commercial Street and some side streets:

chocolate cosmos on Commercial

chocolate cosmos on Commercial

planter with Fuchsia

planter with Fuchsia

Periscaria

Periscaria

Euphorbia and Verbena

Euphorbia and Verbena

(I hesitate to use Euphorbia in planters because if someone broke off a piece, hurting their eye with the toxic sap would be a high price to pay for finger blight.)

I adore the planters with wire sides and plants spilling out all the way to the ground:

planters

planter

planter

closer

closer

The rain caught up with us in Astoria, so we went to lunch, passing this cute storefront on the way.

store

We also passed a curbside garden on Marine Drive with a name I recognized:

Jessica's garden

Jessica’s garden

I met Jessica some years ago and loved the slogan that she used for her gardening business, which I think was called Wyndlesham Gardening:  “Hand Tool Gardening”, and am pleased to have found this interview with her on that subject.

Chocolate cosmos in Jessica's garden

Chocolate cosmos in Jessica’s garden

Jessica's garden

Jessica’s garden

We dined on the lunch buffet at the wonderful Himani Indian Cuisine.  Guess which plate is mine and which is Allan’s.

messy vs. tidy

messy vs. tidy

I went back for a bowl of raita.  I could eat a mixing bowl of the stuff!  (Yogurt with cucumber.)

On the way back to the van, we peeked into the interior of a building that I remembered from when a tea shop used to be in its basement.

as I remembered:  cool architecture indoors

as I remembered: cool architecture indoors

Our parking spot was very close to the wide Columbia River.

the great Columbia

the great Columbia

and the scent of water and pilings

and the scent of water and pilings

Crossing the bridge again, we found the big tarps completely bundled off to the sides and decided we had better take the coming storm seriously.

Just a few hatches truly needed battening at home.  Allan took the blue bottle hanger (from Back Alley Gardens) out of the danger tree.

rainy day garden

rainy day garden

blue bottles coming down

blue bottles coming down

and time to take down the great wall of china...

and time to take down the great wall of china…

and the beautiful hanger made by Sheila (New Leaf Plants and Pottery)

and the beautiful hanger made by Sheila (New Leaf Plants and Pottery)

Poor spider had to move so we could get Sheila’s pottery down.

The space between the house and shed is a fierce wind tunnel in a storm from the south.

cats underfoot, as pretty much always in the garden

cats underfoot, as often happens in the garden

It seems awfully early for a storm to come and batter the garden.  Before the storm:

before the storm: Dicentra scandens climbing into a hanging basket

Dicentra scandens climbing into a hanging basket

a perfect clump of Dianthus

a perfect clump of Dianthus

boat (The Anne Lovejoy) with cosmos

boat (The Anne Lovejoy) with cosmos

The Solidago ‘Fireworks’ has fizzled out:

browned off now

browned off now

But Lemon Queen is going strong.

Helianthus 'Lemon Queen'

Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’

queen

dahlia

dahlia

I took a walk around because the flowers might be bowed and battered soon.

for Ann who wants more photos of garden signs

for Ann who wants more photos of garden signs

Nicotiana langsdorfii

Nicotiana langsdorfii

some Fuchsias for Mr. Tootlepedal

some Fuchsias for Mr. Tootlepedal

fuchsias

fuchsias against a darmera peltata leaf

fuchsias against a darmera peltata leaf

Fuchsias fronted with Persicaria 'Firetail'

Fuchsias fronted with Persicaria ‘Firetail’

I checked out the bogsy wood because in a high wind it will be too dangerous to go back here.  I tucked the Bogsy Wood sign more safely against a tree.

bogsy wood

bogsy wood

autumn leaves in a salmonberry tunnel

autumn leaves in a salmonberry tunnel

When all the salmonberry leaves fall, we will have our winter view of the port buildings.

The swale under the bridge will fill with water...

The swale under the bridge will fill with water…

Under the danger tree (a big dead alder, died last year) is a shade bed that will disrupted if the tree falls before we have it cut.

shade bed in danger

shade bed in danger

Allan wheeled a blue pot from the base of the tree to a safe spot.

heavy!

heavy!

We left the lady to fend for herself, and may regret it.

she lost her feet so was inexpensive....

she lost her feet so was inexpensive….but heavy!

blue pot safely tucked by the boat

blue pot safely tucked by the boat

Mary and Frosty take cover from the rain.

Mary and Frosty take cover from the rain.

Mary is not a bird hunter so does not have to wear a BirdsBeSafe collar.

Throughout the garden we could hear frogs.  We had an appointment to keep, so I only found this one.

pacific tree frog

Pacific tree frog

The frog sees me!

The frog sees me!

For a non working day, this has gone on for much too long and we still had two garden visits to make before dark…

to be continued…

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