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Thursday, 26 October 2017

At midnight, just as the clock turned to Thursday, a crisis struck.  My best beloved cat, Smoky, had been sleeping in my room and then sitting on my lap.  All seemed normal until I saw him walking…He looked enormous.  He had somehow bloated up all through his sides and belly, so quickly, since he had looked normal two days ago.  Yet he was eating, drinking, purring.  I called the vet and heard the “Please call the emergency vet only in a real emergency” message and felt I should wait till morning.  But I started shaking, as hard as any cliché you can think of, teeth chattering, while I tried to look up causes of cat bloating.  Dr Google was not reassuring.

I managed to get five hours of broken sleep, with Smoky sleeping and purring on my feet.  This in itself is unusual; he usually sleeps in the living room, lately curled up with Calvin, the neurotic black cat who finally has a friend to cuddle with.

At 7:30, I woke and bided my time till exactly 8 when I called the Oceanside Animal Clinic and got a 9:15 appointment.  Smoky was still purring and eating a bit of food, but he could hardly walk.  He would take a few steps, find his hind legs burdened by his increased size, and he’d just stop, like this:

I was frantic inside; I love this cat so very much.  We got him and his brother Frosty and mother Mary (who died of lung cancer last year) from a neighbour of our old house.  The cats’ first seven years were well loved and lived inside a moldy broken down motor home with a heavy smoker who doted on them. Before he died of lung cancer, he asked me to take his three cats.

At the vet, Smoky’s abdomen was tapped and drained of some fluid, which was sent off for a test that will take a week.  He had blood tests and X rays which showed a lot of internal fluid and reasonably good heart and liver, so the tentative diagnosis is a serious cancer.

a little dog to pet while we waited for the blood test results

We got to take Smoky home, with some pain medication, and we could take him back to be “tapped and drained” when the fluid builds up again.  He’s only 12.  I have been worried about him being 12, after his mother’s death at 13.  I wanted at least two more years with my best little friend. (Later I realized that he is either recently turned thirteen or is almost thirteen.)

Smoky back at home, on a sheet covering the bed blankets, because his abdomen would be “leaking”.

We went to work, bulbing.  If we could get three jobs done, we could take four or five days off.  I had been so looking forward to that time off of planting my own bulbs, decorating for Halloween, and cleaning the house for Halloween company.  Now I wish I had nothing to do other than just spending time with Smoky.  (Maybe he will feel well enough to come outdoors with me.)  The house is a tip, though. The better I clean it, the more time I’ll be indoors with my precious cat.

Today we were back to beautiful summer-like weather.  We started by planting some white narcissi and tulips at Mike’s garden.  When we stopped back at home, a package of the second round of bulbs (shipped later) had arrived, and we distributed some to Time Enough Books, the boatyard garden, and the community building garden.

Boatyard got Narcissi ‘Green Eyed Lady’ and ‘Latvian Freedom’.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo; new blooms from the Echinops I had cut back to the ground.

Sweet peas are still blooming.  I asked Allan to take these sweet pea photos.

I was going to make an end of season sale order of more narcissi for the boatyard, but after a $400 vet bill, I don’t want to tempt my budget with any more bulb purchases this fall.  I also feel somewhat tentative about planting more narcissi here, since last spring someone picked about a hundred (that is, all of them) overnight.  (The local vet is reasonably priced.  The $400 included expensive tests and x rays.)

We planted some more bulbs at the Ilwaco Community Building.

Ilwaco Community Building

a test planting of tulips. We have seen deer in this tiered garden so….it is only a test.

autumn blooming crocus

Allan’s photo

We then got back to our planned planting and clean up at

The Depot Restaurant

where Allan cleared the hops from the dining deck lattice while I planted bulbs.

tulips and narcissi set up to plant

Allan’s befores and afters of the hops project:

the hops project, before, showing the door that leads from restaurant to dining deck


before, the ramp to the dining deck


a Pacific tree frog in the lattice

After today’s work. More fall clean up will be done after frost. 

Long Beach

We now had five more white narcissi for the Vet Field corner.  While Allan planted them, I planted a combination of yellow tulips in the big Lewis and Clark Square planter.

L&C planter; Allan helped me by pulling the bad asters that had appeared, as they seem to blow in from the dunes or other gardens.

Then on to the last of today’s planned jobs,

Diane’s garden.

before (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo, bulbs laid out to plant

bulb tossing

All done…Planting bulbs in the soft soil of the septic box was so easy.

Red Barn in the background.

Diane was pleased to see all the bulbs go on, and of course she was sympathetic about Smoky.  I got to give good dog Misty a good belly rub.

Allan also planted clumps of narcissi in the newly restored roadside garden.

The recent heavy rain had not washed out the new garden strip.

Last thing: cutting back some short (due to lack of frequent watering) Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ at the Red Barn.

our little Red Barn garden

As you can imagine, my bulbing today was done in a somber and anxious mood.

At home

There was little joy in erasing bulbing jobs from the work board.

I sat with Smoky, who purred while I wept, trying and failing not to cry because I don’t want to upset him.  I fretted about whether he was again retaining fluid and mourned over the thought of soon losing my softest, plushest, kindest cat ever.

Allan heard the sounds of the big homecoming football game up on School Hill. He walked up the hill to watch the halftime show which he’s always missed before.  The marching band often does a Halloween themed show which he wished to see.

halftime fireworks

They did not disappoint.

This year included music from Nightmare Before Christmas.

The score was Ilwaco 39, guest 0 when Allan left after the show.

The most comforting thing for me about Smoky’s dire prognosis was the support of Facebook friends.  After writing about the visit to the vet, I changed my profile photo to one of me and Smoky at one of our backyard campfires.

The comment that got to me the most was when I wrote how much I had been looking forward to my staycation reading with my best friend, Smoky.  Shannon, friend of Tony, wrote, His book says “Dear Mama — you’re the best one.” He reads it over and over.



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Saturday, 1 July 2017


Frosty, with Calvin far below.


Calvin enters at stage right.

Just for Skooter fans:  He loves to get in the bathtub and lick drips from the faucet.

I was happy that it’s now only two weeks until the garden tour that I’m so looking forward to.


After an early afternoon walk through the Saturday Market, and a revitalizing slice of chocolate marble cake from Pink Poppy Bakery, I tackled the stink-mint corner.  By which I mean the north east corner of the front garden, in which an annoyingly scented mint-like weed, with square stems and small pink flowers, whose name I learned and then forgot, is rampant.





I also planted the dahlias that Todd had dropped off, mostly in the garden boat.


The smallest one is shaggy pink Park Princess, which I had years ago in Seattle and loved.


in the back garden, after watering.  Louisiana iris…


in the bogsy woods: Has that alder always leaned so much?


found some old photos.  Yes…maybe. (January 2012)

A stick of a very expensive (for me anyway) tree, which has sat bare since a hot day last summer when every leaf fell of its brand newness in my garden, has new foliage emerging!  Good for me about procrastinating for a year on pulling it out.


Albizia ‘Summer Chocolate’ might revive.


In the evening, I had to leave the fragrance of Nicotiana ‘Fragrant Cloud’ to attend the fireworks display at the port.

Sunday, 2 July 2017

my day

Midmorning was grey with a strong, cold wind whipping through the garden.  I took the opportunity to finish my book.


a favourite author of mine

This passage, about Nick, a British actor, being asked to win over a stage actor, amused me because I was once married to a Leedsman.  He could put on a posh BBC accent that worked wonders when dealing with any problem over the phone.


Actor Nick is going to play the film role of a beloved children’s book author and illustrator who recently died.  I liked this description of the author/artist’s home:


This is the second time in recent weeks that I have read a reference to the “stranger comes to town” classic plotline.


I finished the book.  I am in trouble because many books arrived from the library and reading time is scarce in summer.  (It would be less scarce if I stopped blogging.  But I love blogging.)


to read

The weather had warmed up and the garden called.


Leaves brought down by wind made it look like autumn instead of July.


Cats were waiting.


into the back garden


My Smokey loves a gardening day.  Or a reading day.


His fur is exceptionally plush and soft.

Without any warning to myself, I suddenly decided it was time to start edging the garden.





Allan’s day

Allan watered at the Ilwaco Community Building for the first time this year.






poppies that had dried up….


after a tad bit of editing

Black Lake

Allan’s reward for working on Sunday was a sail around Black Lake with his “yacht club” boat..


at the Black Lake yacht club




lots of other boaters

A very rude man yelled at Allan to “delete that photo” when his family’s boat was included in a scenic shot.  Allan had been pleased to see that the boat was a Hobie, like his own that he takes on fancier boating trips.  The man was so aggressive that Allan went along with it.  I wouldn’t have; I’d have paddled or sailed away top speed because I am tremendously opposed to being told what to do.  (Thus: a lifetime of self employment.)  The rather entertaining part of the exchange was that Allan told the rude and awful man that he takes photos of the lake scenes for the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page.  “Where’s Ilwaco?” said Mr. Threats and Bluster.  “You’re in it,” said Allan, but Mr. Rudeness seemed unable to understand even that much.

By the way, Mr. Horrible Man from Kennewick, it is perfectly legal to take photos of you in your boat when you have plopped yourself into the middle of a public park.



dock picnic


fog rolling in



The wind had been tremendously noisy and irksome back home in the garden, so it was good that a sailor got some use from it.  When he returned home, he kindly dumped my three wheelbarrows of sod.


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Saturday, 17 June

Allan did not go boating today after all; instead he went to volunteer on a building project at the playground several blocks east of us, arriving at 10:40.  The volunteer effort started at nine, which is rather too early for night owls.

as seen on Facebook

The park is at the east end of the flat part of town.

9:40 AM:

Swing set frame was up and concrete was being mixed, and poured at their base.

Holes for the sailing ship play structure were being dug.

Art for the occasion by Don Nisbett

Poles were laid out for the ship’s deck.

10:50 AM:

Parks and Rec member Nick was hauling a bag one at a time and mixing.

First thing I did was to move a small stack over to the mixer.

Another heavy load, a good use for a two tired wheelbarrow – we’ve found them difficult to maneuver around the gardens so have stuck with a single tire style.

11:00 AM:

Post hole digging and a depth measuring tool that I think is referenced to a laser on the tripod in the background.

Hard packed rocky soil, dense sand.

11:20 AM:

checking the depth of the hole

Note how our excellent Fiskars shovel has a good “ledge” for your foot to press on.

photo by Jarrod Karnofski

checking level on the swing sets as the concrete cured

Our friend Joe (Don and Jenna’s teenage son) on the digging crew.

an old plastic pipe that caused problems

12:10 PM:

device on tripod is a Self-Leveling Rotary Laser

The instructions to assemble the shorter mast

Jarrod drilling for a rivet that will keep the post from spinning.

The taller mast being assembled next to us with a crows nest on the right.

1:05 PM:

the ship’s bow and all its curves being sorted

A sample of the tools we got to borrow

Nick had all the bags ready to mix.

Rechecking the instructions

1:25 PM:

A bow view as the posts aren’t centered in their holes anymore as we make things fit.

1:40 PM:

The shorter mast going up.

photo by Vinessa or Jarrod Karnofski

I ended up at the hole carefully booting down the base so it would not flip up as the muscles worked it up past the balance point.

1:55 PM:

Its up, it’s balanced and it’s heavy. Nick holds it steady.

2:15 PM:

Using cinch straps as the deck goes in.

The trowel is a much borrowed tool as the holes need to be shifted.

5 PM:

The last project of moving the these holes is done. .

Another round of concrete is poured.

The bow is to the facing left with the anchor chain behind. The black gangway steps leading away at the right.

One of the volunteers admiring the project as cleanup continues.

Our Jenna (Queen La De Da) was there with refreshments. (photo by Vinessa Karnofski)

Sunday, 18 June 2017

Allan realized he had not gotten a photo showing all the playground accomplishment. He went back to the park Sunday morning for these photos:

Clearly, the dream of getting it done in one day had not come true.  Another volunteer work day is scheduled for Friday, June 16th.  We are arranging our work schedule so that Allan can participate.  Perhaps you, too, would like to show up and help, as this post conveniently will appear early on that same morning.  We hope the whole double masted “sailing ship” will be done by the end of that day.

At home on Sunday, Allan did a project that had been bugging him ever since a recent plumbing repair day, when the bamboo poles were falling over in the way of the under-house access and the electric meter.


after, with rebar pieces to keep the bamboo in place (one hopes).

With that accomplished, he went over the the Ilwaco Community Building to work on his own particular job of maintaining the garden there.



deadheaded rhododendrons along the sidewalk



Brodiaea laxa coccinea

little santolina started this spring by shoving a cutting into the ground

We’ve tried increasing the interest of this heather/salal garden with bulbs and poppies and starts of sedums.

The tiered garden was windblown.

poppies and mahonia

Allan certainly deserved a boating day after all this, and tomorrow he’ll get one.


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Wednesday, 10 May 2017


our garden at the Ilwaco Post Office


Ilwaco post office garden (Allium cowanii) (Allan’s photo)

My goal was to plant some Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and a few of the hardier (I hope) annuals in Long Beach to get a head start.  The annuals I trust to be tough are diascia, and I decided to also risk some bidens.  Fortunately, you won’t read this till around Mother’s Day, which is the time that I consider it safer to plant annuals.

Long Beach

I took a bigger risk by planting the white bacopa on the back of the Long Beach welcome sign.  Fingers crossed.  It is sheltered from most wind there.


double bucket burbling before planting…till air bubbles stop rising.


spent tulips pulled (Allan’s photo)

From a Colorblends newsletter:




I hope cold weather doesn’t make me regret this planting.


starting to plant in the south planters on Pacific Way (Allan’s photo)


after (Allan’s photo)

We drove by one of the parking lots berms and I rejoiced in how the shrubs look more defined without a base of weeds.  My right hand and wrist are still riddled with rugosa rose thorns from this and the beach approach weeding.





Yesterday, driving up Washington Ave to get to the Basket Case, I had seen two pleasing garden scenes. Today, I photographed them while on a another Basket Case errand.


A haze of “snow on the mountain” had caught my eye.


While it’s a runner that I would not plant, it looks fabulous here, and now.


with Lithodora, another plant I enjoy in other people’s gardens.


Further north, tulips and driftwood

Basket Case Greenhouse


Basket Case (Allan’s photo)



Roxanne bringing up a tray of bidens.


fairy gardens

Long Beach

With plants replenished, we got back to planting the toughest of annuals and some Geranium ‘Rozanne’.  Rozanne is perennial, blooms from late May through frost, needs no deadheading.  I’m adding it to most planters sort of in preparation for having easier care for someone when I retire.  Also, I love her.


Geranium ‘Rozanne’ last year

When we reached the Abracci block, we succumbed to the temptation to have a coffee break.  We found an Ilwacoan there and chatted for awhile.


Ilwacoan had left by the time I took this.

I was reading the news on my phone when I realized Allan had finished his coffee and gone back to work.  He had told me.  I had not heard.  The news is scintillating this week.


I found him weeding in the park next door.


working our way north in the planters


my awesome asphodel


Cerinthe major purpurascens (Allan’s photo)


Narcissus ‘Baby Moon’ (yellow) and ‘New Baby’ (white and yellow)


Tulip ‘Night Rider’ (Allan’s photo)


a rooted piece of Othanna to replant (Allan’s photo)

We had to quit work a couple of hours earlier than usual because our garden club meeting was tonight at the Salt Pub.  Having succumbed to coffee temptation, we stopped work with still two blocks left to plant; I found it rather frustrating.


At home, I picked some flowers to take.  (This and the rest of today’s photos are Allan’s.)

Salt Pub Salty Talk


Hotelier Layla and her new assistant, Felix.



Speaker Gary Kobes and his spouse, who did some reading.


our table of six, with Our Kathleen and Todd joining us tonight.


a full house



This slide spoke to me.


a remarkable feat


shipping channel before and after the jetties

We lingered for an hour after to have our weekly garden discussion.  The predicted rainy weather arrived before we departed, making me think that Thursday and possibly Friday might be days off.  I did so want to finish the last two blocks of Long Beach planting!

Thursday, 11 May 2017, part one

We slept and slept, as rain gave way to better weather.  Good, we could finish the Long Beach planting.

We started with some deadheading at the Ilwaco Community Building.


so many weeds and no time


The rhododendrons are in bloom.

Long Beach


found in a planter (Allan’s photo)



by the Elks big blank wall.

Looking down the street, I could see an ominous black rain storm blowing north from llwaco.

Just as we got plants into the last of the two north blocks’ planters, the storm arrived.


finishing up in rain

We repaired to Abbracci Coffee Bar to see if perhaps the storm would pass.


intense rain (Allan’s photo)


from inside the coffee bar



Mexican hot chocolate

Meanwhile, a text had let me know that we could perhaps shift a planned Friday garden tour to the better weather that today might still offer.  I could see hints of blue sky. 


light around the edges

Without a confirmation message incoming yet, we decided to try to work for an hour at Klipsan Beach Cottages.  Partway there, I received garden visit confirmation, so we turned instead toward the Bayside Garden….tomorrow’s post.



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Sunday, 30 April 2017

From inside the house, I could see this on a bamboo pole:


Allan’s photos


‘We figured it belonged to baby Celestine down the street, who is often taken for a buggy ride past our house, so we dropped it on her porch.  Celestine is too young to have put it on the pole herself.

Ilwaco boatyard

My goal was to get an edge put on the back of the south strip of boatyard garden.  This could only be done on the weekend when we know boats won’t be coming in and out of the yard.


before: 11:30 AM


11:30 AM

We pushed ourselves hard because of an upcoming afternoon event.




1:30 PM


1:30 PM

Allan had also done some string trimming at the north end:


It is a busy work area by the boats.



just along the edges behind the garden




Allan dropped me at home so I could dig and box up some plants while he dumped the debris, and then we gathered our sign and earth flag and rushed over to Black Lake for the

Indivisible Climate Change Rally and Plant Exchange

The idea was that Joe Chasse and Allan would boat around the lake with earth flag and signage.  Joe’s heavy wooden sign on a small barge turned out to be too heavy to tow easily…


So he brought it up to join the rest of us who were picketing along the street.


Joe is a veteran and worked for years on boats, mostly in Alaska, and he knows the importance of the Coast Guard.



We are legion.






Allan did successfully sail (and row) with the earth flag.




Allan left the flag with me and rowed back to the other end where he’d left the van.

Gwen, who organized this rally,  wrote: “It was a lovely day to be out on the streets smiling at folks as they drove by. Denny counted 70 cars in 10 minutes times 2 hours. That’s over 800 cars with an average of 2 passengers. Good audience for our smiles and poster work. Methinks there should be more poster work ahead and more pop up rallies on sunny days. The plant exchange was bountiful as well. Thanks to everyone who showed up today.”

After an hour and 45 minutes holding our signs, we had our little plant exchange.


Gwen and Robert’s doggie.


Allan’s photo


Allan’s photo



Gwen gave me a pin that I love.

at home

When we went home to pick up our work trailer, we gave an impromptu tour to our friend Gene and his companion who had just stopped by.  Although the garden is embarassingly weedy, they seemed to enjoy it.



Ilwaco Community Building

Allan and I got back to work, first with some deadheading at the community building that turned into a whole lot of weeding when we saw how much horsetail and bindweed had popped up.

Life Flight came over to the hospital just to the north and took off again post haste, meaning someone was having a terrible day.




The community bulding with Life Flight coming in for a landing.


Allan’s photo


deadheads with bindweed (Allan’s photo)


Life Flight leaving (Allan’s photo)


I complained vociferously about the bindweed, horsetail, salal, and way too much heather, four reasons why I had resisted taking on this job. The upside of the job is that the library is in this building. I find it meaningful for the library to have a beautiful garden.

There are still too damn many flat, scratchy heathers, though, and it’s beyond me why anyone would plant the vigorously running salal where it can entwine with other plants.

boatyard again

We returned to the boatyard to string trim the newly weeded edge.


repeat photo of before



Now we just have to find time before Saturday to finish weeding the garden…


damnable horsetail



We are counting on the predicted five weekdays of good weather to get all gardens as perfect as possible before next Saturday and Sunday’s parades.

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Tuesday, 11 April 2017

Today, after eleven days inside, Skooter could go back out.  He was befuddled by the cat door, just like when he first moved in with us.  The sequence, as it happened:



The green jug of water helps keep the door secure at night.


He growled at the door, perhaps remembering his bad experience when a little dog chased and bit him at 1 AM, 11 days ago.








Erythronium (dog tooth violet) at home.  I won’t tell Skooter it’s called dog tooth.

Long Beach

We had good enough weather to start the first beach approach weeding of the year.  Of course, I had big dreams that maybe we could get three of thirteen sections done, or at least two, even though past experience does not support that dream.  We started at the west end this year.


before, looking east


before, looking west


Allan using the pick to hack out rugosa roses along the edge.


It is hard work.  (Allan’s photo)

I did post on Facebook that anyone who wanted could come get some of the rugosa rose starts.  Our only taker was a random passerby (and I did warn her how thuggish they are).


the occasional poppy seeding from last year!

Dave and Melissa dropped by so that I could share some poppy seeds for a former job of ours, Erin’s garden.



Dave and Allan


southwest of us, still lots of standing water in the dunes



As I weeded, I thought about how long I’ve been doing this garden and remembered years ago, talking with my then partner Robert about the latest plot developments in Buffy The Vampire Slayer (my all time favourite show).  Just then a family walked by and a boy, about ten, said to his parents, “Into every generation a slayer is born.”  I exclaimed, “I was just thinking about Buffy!” and the mother said that the dad had recently introduced their son to the show.

Another family walked by and the young children complimented our work.  The mother said “They know it’s hard work because they weed our own garden.”  When Allan commented that he had not been able to get his daughter to weed, the mom said “Well, they want to eat!”

Four hours later:


One section done!


Allan’s photo


I love this prostrate juniper…

“Juniperus conferta is a species of juniper, native to Japan, where it grows on sand dunes.”  When I read that years ago, I decided to try it out, and it does love to grow on sand.

I did figure out one thing that amazed me for not having realized it before.  Allan paced off this westernmost section and said it is 70 feet long.  The next section is 45 feet, and the ones east of that are 55 feet long.  No wonder the first section takes awhile!

I was way too sore from the repetitive posture of working here to go on with another section.  While Allan swept up, I walked to the westernmost planters to sow some poppy seeds.


For once, the Lisa Bonney memorial planter had NOT had plants stolen out of it.


Discovery Trail entrance, on the way to the westernmost planter

The planters at the west end had had all the new Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’, along with a very nice variagated sea thrift from last year, stolen, leaving blatant holes.


maddening theft holes


more maddening theft holes and the remaining sea thrift (Ameria martima ‘Nifty Thrifty’, not an easily replaceable plant).


where once was a matching sea thrift

I fumed while planting poppy seeds.  I cannot put any more plants in these planters because they will just get stolen, so poppy seeds are my only hope.  There is nowhere to mount a security camera that would prevent the camera itself from being stolen (plus the city budget doesn’t run to security cams on the beach approaches).  These planters would look much better if I could actually plant successfully in them without forays by the thievin’ varmint who apparently just waits for new plants to appear.

It cheered me when our client Diane walked by with a friend of hers.




At City Hall, the red rhododendron had opened its flowers.


Long Beach City Hall


narcissi and aruncus (goats beard)


more narcissi, and I spy finger blight


Someone’s been pickin’.

.We weeded the tiny popout bed north of city hall; it was so weedy with quack grass that it took almost an hour.








I planted these seeds.


sad little mugo pine should probably be cut to the ground….

We finished by deadheading planters in the two north blocks.


heavy double narcissi (planted by a volunteer years ago) (Allan’s photo)


fringed tulip in bud despite deer having chomped the leaves


another fringed tulip


Tulip ‘Green Star’, across the street from NIVA green


On the way to dump debris” Minnie Culbertson Park


Rain arrived while we dumped.


We did the tiniest bit of deadheading and weeding at the Ilwaco Community Building on our way home, just because we saw deadheads when dropping off some library books.


tiered garden at Ilwaco Community Building




above the bus stop


tulips and heather


Allan’s photo: my cheesy little camera


Narcissus ‘Thalia’, one of my favourites


one beach approach section erased from the work board

I was concerned after we arrived at home and Skooter did not show up when I called him.  Later, I saw him from my window, sitting by the water boxes.  Allan fetched him in.  The new rule is the cats must stay in after dark.  Skooter did NOT want to come inside.  (Allan’s photos:)




herding a cat



Tomorrow, we expect yet another storm.

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Tuesday, 28 March 2017

We had wind and a gale all day long (37 mph peak gust).  I finished an excellent book that I had started last night.  I recommend it.  It would make an excellent companion read with Deep South by Paul Theroux.


“A Journey to the Heart of Our Political Divide”

Here’s one passage.  I liked the different words for nostalgia.

After an ecological disaster:



Two quite astonishing Lousiana ecological disasters that you might want to read about are the Bayou Corne Sinkhole and the Lake Peigneur sinkhole of 1980, neither one of which I had heard of before.

While I finished the book and wrote three blog posts, Allan ventured out to the post office and library and returned with enough photos for this third entry written today:


Fritillaria and narcissi at the Ilwaco Post Office

Ilwaco Community Building:





Anemone blanda




tulips under deer attack


anemone blanda and crocus foliage


behind the bus stop


a cold day to wait for the bus




fritillaria meleagris


shady garden


cozy reading area in the library

At about 9 PM, I realized the long post I’d written and (I thought) scheduled about my happy binning day had simply disappeared.  I recreated it (leading to a very late dinner and telly time), and you’ve seen it,  but I swear it was better the first time I wrote it.

We need some good weather.  The work board is filling up with visits that must be made before we can start on the beach approach weeding.


Guest Photo:

From Marilyn’s daughter Nancy (co owner of the Depot Restaurant) comes this photo of Coral, who used to live with Skooter and Marilyn and who has also gone to a happy new home.



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