Posts Tagged ‘Howerton Avenue gardens’

Tuesday, 18 April 2017

We were revived by our day off but were not ready to face the rest of the beach approach project. Today would be a day of smaller, easier jobs.

Next to the driveway as we left for work:




Narcissus ‘Chinita’

Port of Ilwaco

An event this Thursday at a port business inspired us to deadhead narcissi all along the Howerton Way gardens.  We won’t be attending but we expect it to draw a crowd.


We want to make sure the gardens look nice for this business that watches out for flower jackers. (A few weeks ago, Allan got asked from the Freedom Market’s upstairs window what he was doing digging up plants in the garden. We appreciate that vigilance.)

We worked our way from east to west.


east end, looking west


The marina is across the east end parking lot.



nautical trash



The scrimmy little horsetails are not my mission today.


CoHo Charters lavascape


deadheads by the old Portside Café (Allan’s photo)


by the Fort George Brewery office


The old Shorebank building (now empty)


kinnikinnick looking really quite nice and making one big buzzing bee happy


Wax myrtle and arbutus that got the full windstorm blast from across the Shorebank parking lot…


Another storm blasted wax myrtle

We will trim up those shrubs before the May 6th Children’s Parade and opening day of Saturday Market.  No time for that today.

Allan went on to deadhead the west end while I weeded between Shorebank and the Port Office, including the little garden on the south side of the port office building.  The tide was low…


looking west


Little brown birds scavenging the muddy rocks

Looking east, with lots of interesting driftwood

In the wheelie bin enclosure, I found a salvage piece which will be great to add to our fence.  Its little doors will provide a peekaboo effect.


This went home with us.

 Interlude at home

As we parked in front of our fence, I thought about how interested I would be to see our garden as a passerby.



I’d be looking over the fence for a better view.


I remembered a few gardens in Seattle into which I used to peer through and over fences.

The cats had something to say about how we should stay home for the rest of the day.





Skooter appears




Calvin, being not especially outdoorsy, doesn’t much care whether we stay home or not.


Calvin woken from his usual daylong nap

The garden looked extra fine and tempting.


tulips and cardoon


Japanese maple (Allan’s photo)


golden bleeding heart


Tulip ‘Green Star’


Ribes speciosum still in full flower


Ribes speciosum and tulips


patio tulips


a lavishly fringed tulip (and Frosty saying, “Do stay!”)



I have pretty good willpower about going to work (necessary for longterm self employment).  Off we went.


Allan photographed this good old dog when we stopped at the bank to put a cheque in.

The Anchorage Cottages


Beth and Mitzu (Allan’s photo)

We expected to just deadhead and weed.  However, Beth needed help with the climbing hydrangea which had fallen over in the recent big windstorm.


They got it pushed back and well tied to the new trellis.

The wind was hard on a lot of the tulips in containers, especially in the office courtyard.  They fared better in the more protected center courtyard.


center courtyard; an array of pots is just to the right


some courtyard containers


purple fringed tulips


pink fringed tulip


window boxes with tiny species flowers


narcissi and unfurling sword fern

Long Beach

Next, we picked up from the city works yard as much Soil Energy Mulch as today’s buckets would carry.


our mulch stash, with plants that were removed from a defunct planter


Our first mission was to mulch the corner bed at Veterans Field.  Some sort of Veterans walk is beginning there later this week so we want it to look fluffy.


Allan’s photos, before….


during; an annoying and constant wind made the day cold.



With that done, I went on a deadheading walkabout of the city planters and street tree gardens, while Allan went to weed and add some mulch in two areas of Fifth Street Park.


He found this big lily bulb…


a bright orange tulip


and some annoyingly persistent horsetail

My photos while walking the planters:


Tulip ‘Flaming Spring Green’



foreground: parrot Tulip ‘Rococo’ in bud


Tulip bakeri  ‘Lilac Wonder’


bench sitter

Reminder to self: Put “dig out planter ivy” on the work board so I will remember it.


horrible variegated ivy.  I blame myself from many years ago.


exciting bud on Asphodeline


orange tulips


and a painted rock placed by California poppies that might be orange later on!


pink fringed tulip, and progress on defunct planter (the lamp post has now been removed)


some big tulips, windblown, chomped by deer, broken, or picked


In the same planter, Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’ have been blooming for weeks.

Note to self: plant many more ‘Lilac Wonder’.  They are my favourite species tulip and they do so well here.


Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’

I was awfully tired for the last two blocks of deadheading and figured as soon as we got home, I would sit down.

at home

At home, I took four buckets of deadheads out to the compost bins while Allan (almost always a man of boundless evening energy) set to mowing the lawn.

The compost bins inspired some compost turning.  A day of varied jobs is much less exhausting than an all day, same place weeding project.


I had gotten all excited when seeing the bottom of bin B:


It looked like it might be siftable!

It wasn’t.  But soon will be if I keep turning frequently.


bins after today’s turning

I need more green stuff before flipping another layer.

While Allan also mowed the next door lawn for our next door neighbour, I checked the hydrangeas over at the J’s garden for signs of life.  The twigs are green when snapped but still no leaves, not even at the base.


good looking sword ferns at the J’s

Back at home, a stunning narcissus with a deep green center (and tiny spider):


I got a bit of a start when I thought each leaf of my Davidia tree had a snail in it.  No, those are flowers buds


Not like the horrible snails everywhere in my garden due to lack of time to properly police them.


Allan’s photo

Tomorrow, yet another storm is due.  I look forward to reading a book.

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Sunday, 2 April 2017

After breakfast, I looked out the (not entirely clean) kitchen window and thought about how much I appreciate the dogwood buds just outside.  Because I’ve been thinking a lot about the recent deaths of friends, I wondered how many more springs I will have to see this sight.  If I live as long as my mother, 23 more.  My grandma…15 more. Not guaranteed by any means. I gave the buds close attention.


We finally had some warmth and sunshine.


Allan’s photo: The wind gauge is still!


Allan hoped to get home in time to mow the lawn.

Port of Ilwaco

We finished weeding and deadheading along Howerton Avenue at the Port.


Allan’s photo: Powell and Artport Galleries curbside garden


curbside garden by Don Nisbett Gallery

I dead headed many narcissi and pulled a few weeds on the south side of the port office.


Port Office, south side


Armeria (sea thrift)




low tide




north side of port office


lots of tulips in the Time Enough Books boat


Allan’s photo: Time Enough Books garden


species tulips (probably linifolia)


more species tulips


Allan’s photo: tulip buds and muscari


westernmost Howerton Ave gardens



looking east from the west end


muscari and armeria buds (Muscari ‘Ocean Magic’, right)

I had envisioned planting sweet peas at the boatyard next, then realized that I like to use up all the leftover sweet peas there.  Until we had the seeds planted at Klipsan Beach Cottages and the Anchorage and Long Beach and home, I don’t know how many will be left.  (Sort of like not knowing how many years are left.)

Long Beach


a pause to admire tulips at the welcome sign




We went straight to city works and filled up eight buckets with Soil Energy mulch.


the dwindling pile


plus two buckets of grass clipping for my compost bins

At Fifth Street Park, we weeded and mulched and planted sweet peas.  I have had no luck with sweet peas in this park for the last few years.  I blame snails.  Yet I live in hope of having a show like the one from several years ago.

Fifth Street Park (Obelisk Park)

Fifth Street Park, one of the years when the sweet peas were glorious.


dreaming of sweet peas

I said to Allan that next time we work in LB, I want to get more mulch for this park.



no time for delicious crab rolls today


Anchorage Cottages

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our good friend Mitzu

While I planted violas in the window boxes and sweet peas against the chimney on the office courtyard, Allan weeded all round the garden.


Allan’s photo


trillium and astible (Allan’s photo)


the ever annoying glut of scilla (Allan’s photo)


Someone from Oregon had left a painted rock. (Allan’s photo)


Manager Beth had done a wonderful job installing a new trellis for the climbing hydrangea.  (Allan’s photo)


squeezed in three violas to each spring bulb window box



At the very end of weeding, I noticed that a trunk of the ceanothus by the office had died back, as that shrub is wont to do.


Allan cutting the dead trunk off


after, opened up

As we were loading up to depart, I saw two buckets of Soil Energy still in the trailer.  Due to a complete breakdown in communication, they had not got used at Fifth Street Park, so back we went to Long Beach:


Fifth Street Park with two more buckets of mulch


Next time, we will weed this edge of volunteer Bad Aster.

I had big plans as we drove home.  We still had two hours of daylight; Allan could  mow at J’s and Devery’s and I could weed at J’s and Norwood and cross them off the check up list.  And then:


dag nab it

The sun did come out again and Allan got our lawn mowed but by then my energy had disappeared so the two small jobs will have to wait till tomorrow.


work board tonight

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Saturday, 1 April 2017

I had had every intention of going to the Klipsan Beach Cottages garden today.  The cold wet weather changed my mind.

With Skooter having to stay indoors for ten days with his dog-bitten foot, and with the day being poor, I thought I would keep ALL four cats indoors so that he would not feel singled out.


Skooter by the front door.


Frosty by the blocked cat door


Skooter still by the front door

I put down some catnip as a distraction.


Calvin, Frosty, Skooter


That did help.



The distraction did not last long.


I wish I could explain to them why the door has to be blocked.


Calvin and I sat down to read.


Smokey took comfort in a Katnip Kitty Karrot.


Before I finished my book, the weather cleared and we decided to do some work at the port gardens.  Skooter had made the mistake of going into the back bathroom, so we shut him in so the other three cats could go outdoors for a couple of hours.  They lost no time in getting out into their garden.

Port of Ilwaco


Howerton Avenue, east end, looking east


I planted some poppy seeds.


Allan weeded the lava rock xeriscape by CoHo Charters.


by the old Port Bistro, a long-gone great restaurant (Allan’s photo)

I ask Allan to weed the middle of all the river rock beds because it kills my knee to walk on round rocks.


California poppy in the river rockscape by the old Port Bistro.  (Allan’s photo)

We hear that the Port Bistro building is going to be a coffee shop and bakery, although not after several months or even a year of remodeling.


me fuming over finger blight by the Fort George Brewery office

I counted at least 30 stems of stolen narcissi along the half of the port gardens we got done today, and it made me mad.


by the Ilwaco pavilion, looking west


four different muscari (Allan’s photo)


Allan’s photo


the silver santolinas are from cuttings stuck in last year


my favourite garden bed at the port, by Ilwaco Pavilion

My favourite little garden would look better if it had more narcissi…which it WOULD if it were not for the picking.


finger blight! flower jacking!

Someday, perhaps, I will have enough planted to make a good show even with flower jackers hitting the gardens on a regular basis.



The two toned Muscari is probably M. neglectum.


Muscari neglectum (Allan’s photo)


the “drive over garden” (Allan’s photo)

The day before, on a drive by garden assesment, a patch of shotweed had caught my eye and inspired an urgent need to weed.


a big batch of shotweed at the old Shorebank building (Allan’s photos)




just across the Shorebank parking lot (Allan’s photo)


cold wind, fog, and the return of rain (Allan’s photo)

We paused on the way home for Allan to photograph the garden bed at the west end.



We had forgotten to bring our clumps of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’.  After dropping me at home, Allan went back to plant them in an empty spot by the Loading Dock Village building.


filling in with free plants; I’d planted poppy seeds in the middle.

I had been so focused on weeds (and flower jacking) that I had not even noticed that the columnar pear trees are in bloom.  Allan noticed on his sedum planting excursion:




Back at home, with all the cats indoors, we blocked the cat doors again.


not a popular move

Skooter was happy enough for part of the evening…


helping Allan edit blog photos

But when he woke up, Skooter started pouncing on the other cats, leading to lots of yowling and unhappiness and to another session sequestered in the bathroom.  (I realized later that we should have gotten out the feather stick toy to burn off some of his pent up energy.)

Nine more days till he can go out…


helping Allan read

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Friday, 10 March 2017


Skooter thinks the morning light is just too bright.

We had a break from the rain.  The predicted wind did not arrive, making it even better. Work ensued.


at home: Tulip kaufmanniana ‘The First’

While it looks like that tulip is growing in straw, it is actually in the old growth from Geranium ‘Rozanne’.


Allan noticed and photographed the same tulips.

We went down to the port, just a block south, to finish the garden beds along Howerton Avenue.  Of course, I had high hopes, thinking we could finish there, AND the boatyard, and maybe even prune roses in Long Beach.  Not bloody likely, as it turned out; my ambitions are usually greater than reality.


Curbside gardens run from east to west all along Howerton, on the landward side of the buildings.


Howerton and Elizabeth, looking west, before


after, 1.5 hours later


Partway through that first garden bed, three ibuprofen were required.

I’m kind of old and my arthritic legs ache like fury sometime when I am working.

Allan’s photos of the east end bed, before and after:





He also yanked a dead lavender out of the CoHo Charters garden bed because I felt it was bringing down the tone.


It was really most sincerely dead.


space for something new


Next, I made an executive decision that we simply had to get the sword and deer ferns cut back in a pocket garden in front of the former Shorebank building.  Otherwise, they will bother me all summer long…and they do show very much from the sidewalk.







A sweet 7 month old dog had jumped out a truck and came running up to me.  I held on to her till her daddy got her back.  Reminded me of my escape artist black lab, Bertie Woofter.


Oh, how she wanted to keep running.


The deer fern looked especially unsightly



20 minutes later.  I felt so much better at this being done.


Allan’s photo

We had done all the gardens in between the east and west end last week, so we skipped right ahead to the garden by Salt Hotel.  Allan did most of the clipping of santolinas in the river rock bed; I find that difficult to walk on nowadays.




half an hour later, almost after

Allan had dug out one tatty old blue fescue and, to fill the hole it left, he got a piece of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ from the garden to the west.  Someone called out from the upstairs window of the adjacent building, which now houses the marijuana store, “Why are you taking plants?”  We were thrilled that the folks there are watching out for the garden.  Allan thanked them for their vigilance.


Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’, about to be divided


and in its new home

I had clipped all the sword ferns in the Salt’s containers along the sidewalk…because I could not stand not to do so.  The pub readerboard said “beef on weck”; I had to google it and found it was a roast beef dip sandwich.  Good thing I did not google it till I got home or I might have found a lunch break irresistible, and we still had much to do.

Next came the two beds at the west end.  These took much longer than I had expected.


before, looking west


an hour and a half later


We saw our former next door neighbour, Killer.  It had been interesting to move in and learn our neighbour was called Killer.  It means “fish killer”.


I divided and put some sedums and some golden oregano into the pot shop’s garden bed.


narcissi (Allan’s photo)


another dog on the run

In the parking lot across the street, forklifts buzzed around loading crab pots onto trucks.


Last night, when I looked out my south window, I could see the lights from the Ilwaco Pavilion building (a view that disappears when leaves come on the salmonberries and willows at the south end of our property).  This morning, the view had changed to stacks of crab pots.

We drove to the Ilwaco Community Building just to stick some starts of santolina in a sunny bed.  It is an easy plant to start right in the ground just by poking in a short hardwood cutting.


Ilwaco Community Building and its garden beds


sticking cuttings


view of shade garden from inside the building’s corridor.


crocuses at the library entrance (Allan’s photo)


Galanthus nivalis ‘Flora Pleno’ double snowdrop (Allan’s photo)


narcissi (Allan’s photo)


We ended the day down at the boatyard, which of course we did not get near to done.


The long, narrow garden runs along the fence by 1st Ave South.



boatyard, looking south, before


an hour later


Euphorbia in bloom and a disheartening number of weeds and pleasing number of poppy seedlings


so weedy

We ran into one big problem: We had created so much debris that we had to break in order to dump.  I went home at that point because it was but an hour till dark.  If I had realized that Allan had the energy to go till dark, I could have stayed at the boatyard and done more clipping while he disposed of the first load of debris.  My brain is not fully work functional yet and I did not even think of that solution, one we have used many times in the past.

I long for a good weather full work day at the boatyard.  The weeds came out like butter (smooth and easy) and it would be a pleasure to spend a day perfecting this long narrow garden.  There is still so much to do here.


boatyard garden, looking south from the gate


and looking north from the gate

The boatyard had a line of boats in every spot along the fence.



Allan’s photo


Allan’s photo


Allan’s photo


The only item of collateral damage today

The cats were happy I came home early.


Skooter and Calvin

Allan returned to the boatyard and worked till dark.





Rain and wind are again predicted for the weekend, which is just as well because we have political meetings during both days.  At this point, I am feeling behind on work and it would be frustrating to miss a good weather day with indoor events.


workboard tonight, still did not get to erase first clean up


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Wednesday, 1 March 2017

Because I believed the weather forecast (rain and wind) and the wind flag flying over the port office, I decided we had better do a project more sheltered than working at the port gardens.  They and the beach approach garden are the worst jobs in bad weather.

I called Peninsula Landscape Supply and learned they are back to their daily hours instead of limited winter hours.  So off we went to get a load of mulch.


steaming hot soil energy

Note: When the mulch is hot, wait for it to cool before planting new plants in it.


one cubic yard


Elijah Blue fescue at Peninsula Landscape Supply

J’s garden

Our first mulching project used a little over half a yard, at the J’s garden across the street.  There, when previous owner had planted a pretty little garden, she planted many of the shrubs humped up on mounds.  Strange.  Too hard to dig a hole? By now, years later, their roots were exposed.  I have been looking forward to fixing this.


Soil Energy (Allan’s photo)


bucket application






before (hydrangeas in the center, back, are so humped up they are falling sideways)










fluffed up rose beds by back patio

Norwood garden

We had enough mulch left to do the Norwood garden beds, two doors down from us.

Allan’s photos:


The soil in the narrow bed in the back had looked quite poor and grey when we weeded earlier this month.  Now the bed looks rich and happy.







happy Euonymous

Port of Ilwaco

As we had worked on the two mulching projects, I realized the weather forecast had been quite wrong.  We could have pleasantly done the spring clean up all along the port.  With a few hours left in the day, we decided to get as much done there as we could.


Allan clipping sword fern behind (north side) the port office building


before and after


south side port office, before


after some clipping and two buckets of mulch added


I especially love narcissi with strongly reflexed petals.

Just across a little lawn is the marina, and the tide was high.



We decided to get as many of the Howerton Avenue curbside gardens done as possible, concentrating on the most walked-by ones, especially ones with the larger ornamental grasses.


red twig dogwood at the old Shorebank building


Shorebank: crocuses and kinnikinnick


by Ilwaco pavilion, before


and after


“drive over garden” before


and after trimming the santolinas (four different cultivars)


Fort George Brewery (office), before


and after (Allan’s photos)


Art Port Gallery, before




by Art Port Gallery

We surprised ourselves by getting all of the garden beds done except for the west and east ends. While not enough to erase the job from the work board, we should be able to finish it in just a couple more hours.

Home after 5 PM: Skooter was waiting.


Allan’s photo


Skooter and Frosty


Skooter, Frosty…and Calvin!  (Allan’s photo)

Somehow Allan found the energy to nip across the street and mow the J’s little lawn.


before and after

Even though they are invasive, I cannot help loving the yellow ranunculus (lesser celandine) in the lawn.  It’s not the most evil creeping buttercup.  I asked Allan to mow around it.  It will go dormant in the summer.  Sometimes I am just weak about plants.  But it is a cutie.

I’d love another nice day tomorrow so we could finish the port and the boatyard gardens and have the first spring clean up done!


work board tonight

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Thursday, 4 August 2016

In the morning, like a grown up, I made an appointment for early Sept. to talk with the knee surgeon about surgery in November.

Alicia’s garden

To be kind to Nora’s grand daughter, who now has the house next door, we pruned a tree that was shading and touching the shake roof of the garage and house.  That means Allan did the pruning and I did a lot of pointing.



Alicia has been concerned that tree branches will damage the wooden roofs by shading them, and the gutters are hard to clean when filled with leaves.  Now, me…I would have let the tree win, but we wanted to make Alicia happy as she has a lot of responsibilities now and we know her dear grandma would like us to help her.

Allan on the ladder

Allan on the ladder

after....happy roofs, happy neighbour

after….happy roofs, happy neighbour

Port of Ilwaco

In the afternoon, buffeted by a COLD 25 mph wind, we watered the Howerton Avenue gardens.  We were done by four, making it an easy day (except for the annoying wind).

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Waterfront Way (Allan's photo, while hooking up a hose at the dock)

Waterfront Way (Allan’s photo, while hooking up a hose at the dock)

I did some streetside pruning...

I did some streetside pruning…

and some sidewalk side pruning at the old Shorebank building where shrubs that get much too big were planted...not by us!)

and some sidewalk side pruning at the old Shorebank building where shrubs that get much too big were planted…not by us!)

a little bitty bird by Time Enough Books (Allan's photo)

a little bitty bird by Time Enough Books (Allan’s photo)

nest in a tree in the garden (Allan's photo)

nest in a tree in the garden (Allan’s photo)

Fog rolled in from the west at 3:30 PM.

Fog rolled in from the west at 3:30 PM.

wind and fog on the marina

wind and fog on the marina

The cold wind inspired us to quit for the day rather than doing some Long Beach gardening.  We had a couple of hours to relax at home; I finished the book I’ve been slowly reading.  What a luxury to spend two daylight hours with a book.


The Cove Restaurant

At 7 PM, we attended our weekly meeting of the North Beach Garden Gang, this time with Todd (Willapa Gardening) in attendance as well as us and Dave and Melissa (Sea Star Gardening).

The Cove entry garden (Allan's photo)

The Cove entry garden (Allan’s photo)

calla lily in the garden (Allan's photo)

calla lily in the garden (Allan’s photo)

Todd, Dave, Melissa, me

Todd, Dave, Melissa, me

strawberry and caesar salads (Allan's photo)

strawberry and caesar salads (Allan’s photo)

burger and fish taco (Allan's photo)

burger and fish taco (Allan’s photo)

We lingered till past closing, as always.  Darling Lynn brought us some strawberry and whipped cream tiny delectable desserts.

When the vacuum cleaner starts, it is time to go! (Allan's photo)

When the vacuum cleaner starts, it is time to go! (Allan’s photo)

Friday, 5 August 2016

Long Beach

First, deadheading at the welcome sign.

First, deadheading at the welcome sign. Low yellow bidens is along the edge.

welcome sign: Geraniums 'Rozanne' and 'Orion', Echibeckia, cosmos,

welcome sign: Geraniums ‘Rozanne’ and ‘Orion’, Echibeckia, cosmos, godetia, etc


back of sign with white bacopa along the edge

Last night at dinner, Dave and Melissa had given us a five gallon fig tree to plant for Behnoosh in the park next to Kabob Cottage.  Out would come some montbretia and a Leycesteria that we had cut back severely because it was always bothered by caterpillars in late spring.

Allan wades in.

Allan wades in.

new fig tree

new fig tree

'Desert King' fig

‘Desert King’ fig in place

Look who I saw while we dumped our debris at City Works.

Look who I saw while we dumped our debris at City Works.

After our fig tree planting project, we split up and watered the planters.

I weeded the city hall garden.

I weeded the city hall garden.

carousel planter (Allan's photo)

carousel planter (Allan’s photo)

dahlias and painted sage (Allan's photo)

dahlias and painted sage (Allan’s photo)

Oh NO!!!   At the south end, Allan found this disaster.

Oh NO!!! At the south end, Allan found this disaster.

part of the car (Allan's photo)

part of the car (Allan’s photo)

Fifth Street Park, east side (Allan's photo)

Fifth Street Park, east side (Allan’s photo)

As we watered planters at different areas in town, Todd drove by and informed each of us that we ROCK.

two kinds of Fish Alley art projects

two kinds of Fish Alley art projects

Local people are in the painting.

Local people are in the painting.

This fellow, whose panache I always enjoy, had been meticulously repainting the Long Beach chopsticks.

This fellow, whose panache I always enjoy, had been meticulously repainting the Long Beach chopsticks.

found online: They definitely needed touching up.

found online: They definitely needed touching up.

Fifth Street Park got weeded and deadheaded.

Fifth Street Park got weeded and deadheaded.

Fifth Street Park

Fifth Street Park

I just learned that Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ has a new name.  My mind balks at this: Hylotelephium telephium ‘Autumn Joy’.

eryngium and helenium

Eryngium ‘Jade Frost’ and Helenium ‘Sahin’s Early Flowerer’

Verbena bonariensis

Verbena bonariensis

A quick break garnered us treats from the Columbia Pacific Farmers Market.

Columbia Pacific Farmers Market

Columbia Pacific Farmers Market, 3-6 PM Fridays in Veterans Field

Jacob of Pink Poppy Bakery (Allan's photo)

Jacob of Pink Poppy Bakery (Allan’s photo)

Next, bucket watering of just some of the Bolstad beach approach planters…poor things are so dry.

also, deadheading of some of the santolinas

also, deadheading of some of the santolinas

MORE thieving of lavender wands.

MORE thieving of lavender wands.

So glad Sid Snyder approach planters have faucets in each where we can hook up short hoses to water.

Sid Snyder approach

Sid Snyder approach

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

off to ride on the beach (Allan's photo)

off to ride on the beach (Allan’s photo)


Allan watered the trees and planters in Ilwaco.  I made his job easier by just going home instead of starting another port weeding or watering project.

his photo of sweet peas while filling the water trailer at the boatyard

his photo of sweet peas while filling the water trailer at the boatyard

kitty corner from the post office (Allan's photo)

kitty corner from the post office (Allan’s photo)

hydrangeas and picket fence

hydrangeas and picket fence

and finally…home, for a three day weekend of gardening (me) and some boating for Allan.

at home....three days off commences.

at home….three days off commences.

Sitting in the van looking at my garden from the outside, I was reminded again of Ryan Gainey, whose untimely death has been weighing on my mind.  I thought of his gentle voice at the end of this video, Creating the Romantic Garden:

At the end of the wonderful story of his garden in Atlanta, Georgia, Ryan Gainey spoke of how he looked at his own garden from across the street and thought “I wish that were mine” and then he says “I realized it was mine because I chose to make it mine.”

With limited resources, I also choose: not to travel afar, not to live in a finer house or have fancier things, but to have this, a dream garden.


1997 (age 73):

August 4:  HOT  Picked enough berries for a nice serving with cereal tomorrow morning.  I should get more TriStar plants for next year.  There are lots of raspberries for fall picking but they aren’t ready yet.

August 5: HOT  Watered tomatoes and houseplants.  Planted some of the snapdragons UBW.  [Upper Bed West]  Brought the trays in from shop and there were only about 20 violet leaves still unrotted.  After dinner I started making labels for perennials to be planted.  I’ll try to spend most of my time tomorrow planting those seeds.

1998 (age 74):

August 4:  HOT  Water day.  I actually got up early enough to water from 8:00 to 10:00 AM.  Store day—electric and phone bill—bank and QFC.  Lettuce 39 cents each!

August 5: Did a lot of deadheading mostly in front.  Since the seat of my garden stool split, I tried using the good kitchen stool (17″ high).  I can use it but it is a little high as I have to bend over so far my innards are all scrunched up.  I think I’d look dumb if I used it in the front so I probably will use it in the back.



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Friday, 1 July 2016

Today we would finish our mission of getting the Ilwaco public gardens ready for the Fourth of July weekend crowds.  I planned for it to be a short and easy day.

east end of Howerton, looking west

east end of Howerton, looking west

with Catananche caerulea (cupid's dart)

with Catananche caerulea (cupid’s dart)

Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue'

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’

weeding along Howerton Ave

weeding along Howerton Ave

the dreaded red lava rock expanse at CoHo Charters. I'm hoping my good buddy CoHo Butch lets us make this more planty someday.

the dreaded red lava rock expanse at CoHo Charters. I’m hoping my good buddy CoHo Butch lets us make this more planty someday.

after. Butch prunes the little shrubs in a way that reminds him of his grandpa's flat top haircut.

after. Butch prunes the little shrubs in a way that reminds him of his grandpa’s flat top haircut.  Allan’s dad had that kind of haircut, too.

The sno cone vendor had arrived for the weekend market. (Allan's photo)

The sno cone vendor had arrived for the weekend market. (Allan’s photo)

We had to bucket water the planter by the former Wade Gallery, now owned by Astoria’s Fort George Brewery, because the water to the building was still turned off.

water buckets (Allan's photo)

water buckets (Allan’s photo)

But look what was in the window.  The big excitement in this for me is that if they are opening some sort of venue, the water will be turned on and they have already said we can use the hose.  (I blocked out some lines because I am not trying to nose into their business.)


I don’t need beer or wine, just give me garden water!

Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue' by the Ilwaco Pavilion (Allan's photo)

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ by the Ilwaco Pavilion (Allan’s photo)

my favourite bed by the pavilion

my favourite bed by the pavilion

still blue water at the marina

still blue water at the marina

the condor

the condor

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue' (Allan's photo)

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ (Allan’s photo)

We went to the library so I could pick up a book, and I asked Allan to photograph the bud on a particular bulb.  I do not know what it is.  Someone told me Allium moly, but I think that is wrong.  (Later: Bob Nold, author of the excellent book High and Dry and one of my two favourite blogs, The Miserable Gardener, identified it as Allium flavum.)



We spent the rest of the day weeding the boatyard garden, a long process.  It did not turn out to be a short and easy day.  The garden felt dry, so after we got the first long stretch done, Allan watered from behind the fence.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo, reseeded poppies behind the fence

He wants you to know that he did not see me weeding here, so when he filled my shoe with water, it was an accident.

He wants you to know that he did not see me weeding here, so when he filled my shoe with water, it was an accident.

passersby admiring and asking questions about the garden.

passersby admiring and asking questions about the garden.

a close look at Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue'

a close look at Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’

I did some watering while Allan made a debris run.

I did some watering while Allan made a debris run.

debris and lots of it

debris and lots of it (Allan’s photo)

east end of the marina (Allan's photo)

east end of the marina (Allan’s photo)

back to the boatyard (Allan's photo)

back to the boatyard (Allan’s photo)

Allium albopilosum (AKA christophii) (Allan's photo)

Allium albopilosum (AKA christophii) (Allan’s photo)

yarrow, rose campion, santolina (Allan's photo)

yarrow, rose campion, santolina (Allan’s photo)

cosmos and helenium (Allan's photo)

cosmos and helenium (Allan’s photo)

Stipa gigantea (Allan's photo)

Stipa gigantea (Allan’s photo)

Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue' and santolina (Allan's photo)

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ and santolina (Allan’s photo)

We found the energy to go to the post office and dig those columbines that have been bugging me.

dog and cat walking across from the post office (Allan's photo)

dog and cat walking across from the post office (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

7 PM at the post office, columbines removed, not a short and easy day after all

7 PM at the post office, some columbines removed, not a short and easy day after all

After a break because of the Hardy Plant garden tour posts, I’m again sharing  the matching dates of

Ginger’s Garden Diaries


from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago

1998 (age 74)

July 1: 12:00 to 5:00 It was cool so I started planting the determinate tomato plants in the salad bowl.  That meant I had to remove the pile of mushroom compost so I sieved it into 3 old garbage cans and I moved the old burned out barrel to behind the garage to sieve into.  Then I decided to use an old post to edge the area and made a “raised garden” for the tomatoes.  (32 determinate tomato plants) Picked berries after dinner.




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