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Tuesday, 9 October 2018

A sunny day turned reading plans into work reality.   I had rearranged today’s work in order to stay to home because we were expecting a cable telly repairperson in the afternoon to replace our suddenly plotzed DVR box.  I had briefly pondered if it were a sign to give up cable telly and just watch shows online.  I could not find the energy to figure out a new thing so had resignedly waited the two days for a repair appointment.

Ilwaco

I planted the Conca D’Or lily bulb into the fire station garden while Allan photographed a couple of Ilwaco houses that are further along with Halloween prep than we are.  (We have not begun.)

on Spruce Street

another Spruce Street house….

…wherein lives a friend sympatico with us (not shown in the window).

I wonder if she had just gotten back from a demonstration we had not heard about?

Allan helped by deadheading at the fire station.

We dug out annoying plants from two of the city planters kitty corner from the boatyard.

part of the boatyard garden

the north side of the boatyard

I once had a garden running partway along the north fence as well as the full length of the east fence.  Only the east garden remains because a pipe laying project about fifteen years ago put paid to the north garden.

A teucrium (?) of great vigor had completely filled up one of the planters, and in another, a golden oregano had repeatedly been crispy by watering days.

Allan’s photo

We had a bag of potting soil that had an unfortunate large vein of sawdust in it.

Allan’s photo

formerly swamped with golden oregano (Allan’s photo)

after (Allan’s photo)

I should have dumped the whole bag of potting soil into the wheelbarrow and mixed it up.

We took the teucrium (?) and golden oregano down to the port and planted it in curbside beds where a reasonably vigorous plant is welcome.

east end

port crew member at work tidying the bank of the marina (Allan’s photo)

Allan at work at the west end

While waiting for the cable repair, we worked across the street from our house at the J’s.

ghosts in Jay and Jodie’s tree

azalea oddly in bloom

Looking at that photo, I think that I will remove those blue fescue.  They are well past their prime.

The only irksome thing about waiting for the cable repair was the several automated phone calls from the company wanting to be assured that we had not changed our mind about the two hour window for the appointment.

The situation reminded me of how people say “First World Problems” about things like cable tv or mobile phone woes.  This excellent essay explains why the phrase is problematic—and inspired me to read the novel Open City by Teju Cole.

In case you don’t click the link, here is part of what Cole wrote about “First World Problems”: “I don’t like this expression “First World problems.” It is false and it is condescending. Yes, Nigerians struggle with floods or infant mortality. But these same Nigerians also deal with mundane and seemingly luxurious hassles. Connectivity issues on your BlackBerry, cost of car repair, how to sync your iPad, what brand of noodles to buy: Third World problems. All the silly stuff of life doesn’t disappear just because you’re black and live in a poorer country. People in the richer nations need a more robust sense of the lives being lived in the darker nations. Here’s a First World problem: the inability to see that others are as fully complex and as keen on technology and pleasure as you are.”

Here is another essay on the same topic.

And The Guardian eloquently weighed in right here.

Right after another automated call let me know that the repair would take place in a half an hour, two cable guys arrive, one a trainee, both efficient and pleasant.  The new DVR box is smaller and yet also so subtly grumbly at all times that much later, while reading at midnight, I thought we had a dripping leak somewhere. It was just the disk making a faint racket, the sort of racket that most people would say only bothers me (but Googling proved it does bother other people with sensitivity to noise). Every appliance we have had to replace this year, (refrigerator, washing machine, and now the DVR) is noisier than the old one we had before.  I wish the engineers would realize that quietness is a worthy goal.

I failed, by punching the wrong menu number, to correctly take the survey in yet another phone call right after the appointment was over, so I missed my chance to give the guys a good review.

But I digress.  In one of Marion Cran’s books, she mentions being told that her books were “discursive”.  The kindest part of the definition is “rambling, digressive, meandering, wandering, maundering, diffuse.

After the repair, we had time to garden for two more hours at

The Shelburne Hotel.

I went into the north side garden by the pub windows to dig out the utterly silly echinops, AKA blue globe thistle plants there.  From the original clump I planted in the sun years ago, these had been moved all over in my ten year absence.  They won’t bloom in this deeply shady bed.

before

I like the short, narrow bladed, and very controllable round-handled shovel when I am working by the old windows.

after plant removal and then shifting of a pulmonaria and scrophularia, both with white or silver leaves.

The last of the sweet peas are still good enough to stay.

looking north

looking south

from the south end sidewalk

Meanwhile, Allan had checked the plants on the second floor decks and balconies.

dahlia on the room four deck

He then sheared down the Persicaria ‘Firetail’ that had been planted under the rhododendron at the south end of the property.

before

My former spouse and former co-gardener stopped by for a chat.

In the mail today arrived three books by Marion Cran.

Garden Talks has transcripts of her 1920s gardening radio show. She is said to be the first gardening broadcaster.  The little book is Garden Wisdom, excerpts from her various books. Gardens of Character is her second to last gardening memoir.  I set aside the final memoir, Hagar’s Garden, and sat down straightaway to read halfway through Gardens of Character (with a break for dinner and This is Us).

12:30 AM: Skooter usurps the late night reading lap space

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Tuesday, 13 February 2018

We were glad to being the day quite late in the morning.

Allan’s photo, too early!

By the time we started work, we had a calm, not windy, and not too cold day to begin the spring clean up of the Howerton Avenue curbside gardens and the port office garden.

across from the port office

the little dog who lives on the Rum Runner

Iris reticulata ‘Eye Catcher’ in the port office garden

Howerton by Port Office, before (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan hurt his ho-mi.

before

after trimming lavenders (Allan’s photo)

The “drive over garden”:

before

and after, with santolina trimmed

I got Allan to tackle this mugo pine, which is too big and I think will be removed this year.

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before (Allan’s photos)

and after

Some new signage at the Ilwaco pavilion:

The bed by the pavilion, from which we had had some large shrubs removed last fall, had responded with lots of little weeds.  It’s tedious to weed big bare areas that don’t have cool plants filled in yet.

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after

I am 99% percent sure that the two stumps of wax myrtle will revive and can then be kept low.

I got to meet the owner of this truck, which I’ve admired parked in Long Beach.  She says it has been officially tested to be sturdy and roadworthy.

We planted some Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ in the CoHo Charters lava rock bed.

Allan’s photo

I am going to get some white heathers, just three (or one!) to match up with the white heathers at the other end.  I had told CoHo Charters’ Captain Butch that I just could no longer stand the boredom of weeding plain lava rock.  So I have permission to make it more interesting.

Finally, we tidied up the bed by the old Wade Gallery, which is soon going to be occupied by David Jensen’s architecture firm.

before (Allan’s photos)

and after

Allan got some photos of a view in a city employees area at the east end of the port.

Wednesday, 14 February 2018

We planted a few starts of Solidago ‘Fireworks’ at the boatyard garden.

Allan’s photo

We’ll be back to this garden before long to trim the santolinas.

Allan’s photo

The weather turned unpromising. Shortly after starting work on Howerton, we sat out a squall.

Soon, though, we were back at it.  Allan took all the rest of the gardening photos today.

I stood up fast and my back went so painfully SPROING that I had to go stand against a wall for awhile to straighten up.  I had run out of Ethos 2:1 tincture a couple of days ago.

weeding a curbside garden

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after

We clipped grasses and santolinas and did considerable weeding down by the new Skywater art gallery and the Freedom (marijuana) Market.  I shopped, too, and bought myself some more Ethos 2:1 in hope of fending off more back pain.  I talked to the Freedom Market manager about how last year, little plant starts I put in their shop garden got stolen.  This year, they have better security cameras and so I have tried again.

In the curbside gardens:

unseasonal daisies

That reminds me of how I made a composite photo last year of nassella (the grass, above) mingling with my hair.

tidied up

narcissi

the sidewalk walk-through

after

A cold wind made the end of the workday uncomfortable.  We prevailed.  Allan weeded the Salt Hotel curbside garden and I noticed a project there for tomorrow.

Thursday, 15 February 2018

Despite a cold wind, again, I was determined to finish Howerton today.  (Allan took all but two of today’s photos.)

We went back to Salt with some clumps of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’, my go-to when I need some free plants to fill in.

Out came tatty old blue fescue, to be replaced with the sedums.

I could not help but clip some sword ferns in the Salt containers.

adding some sedums down by the Freedom Market

We did more weeding in the two westernmost beds (Freedom Market, Skywater), and I trimmed some more santolinas at Time Enough Books.

snow drops!

We had one half of the old Shorebank garden left to weed.  I had been gathering some of my good Eryngiums and salvias that were struggling last year in dry areas, and we put them into the Shorebank area that WE water.

Finally, all we had left was the easternmost garden bed.

I was too cold and busy to even walk across the parking lot and look at the marina.

view from the garden

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after

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I had suddenly decided that all the old nassella had to go, making this area a much bigger job than I had planned.

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after

At home, Devery’s cat, Jazmine, watched Allan unhook the trailer.

Over the past three days, we have brought home so much compostable material that two compost bins have gotten filled to the brim.

North Beach Garden Gang meeting and dinner

We are getting back on schedule now with our regular meetings with Dave and Melissa (Sea Star Gardening).  It is satisfying and comforting to catch up with each other’s garden projects.

Tonight: [pickled fish] in Long Beach

hot and spicy brussell sprouts appetizer

cabbage and apple salad

pizzas

in the foyer

The [pickled fish] is in Adrift Hotel. The owners of Adrift, Inn at Discovery Coast, and Ashore Hotel in Seaside are taking on the Shelburne Hotel. We are meeting with them tomorrow about the Shelburne garden, which I cared for between about 1996? and 2009?

Next day:

The work board shows some exciting news. Unfortunately, we are due for light snow, wind, and 20 degree weather (at night) through Monday. I’ll focus on my book lists postings and then:

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Wednesday, 29 September 2017

Allan was sad to see the painting of the shed gutter had not worked.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo: Paint had fallen into a spider web.

This spider, who had likely entered the van on some plant debris, had made a web inside my van door.  I did not let her come to work with us.

These garden spiders don’t scare me.

We stopped at Dennis Co on the way to work to get some paint for the window trim (which you have seen in yesterday’s post).  Allan was also able to repaint the gutter successfully.

Anchorage Cottages

The weather was just too hot to do any of the pruning projects we had planned.

These viburnums can wait for another day.

arbutus and hydrangea in the center courtyard

On the way to our next job, I was appalled at the temperature.

Klipsan Beach Cottages

We stayed only to do the most important deadheading and tidying.  The heat was just too much.

bird bath view

roses

the other bird bath with Persicaria ‘Golden Arrow’

Japanese anemone

hardy fuchsia

autumnal hamamelis

Peninsula Landscape Supply

We picked up a yard of Soil Energy.

bird baths by the pond

We learned that starting next week, PLS will be going to their off season hours, open till three on Tuesday, Thursdays, Saturdays.  This will require us to be less spontaneous during mulching season. We will have to make proper plans and schedules.

signs available in the office

On the way back to Ilwaco, we decided we had to delay our boatyard mulching project till early evening’s cooler weather.

Ridiculous weather! What happened to our nice crisp autumn?

home

This is the handsome gate of our “Starvation Alley Cranberry Farm” neighbours to the east.

At the base of the ornamental plum in our front garden (a tree I did not plant) is a hamamelis glowing with autumn colour.

Look to the left side of the tree trunk.

 

Tiger Eyes sumac

another hamamelis

I retreated indoors from the heat and was joined for a bit by our neighbours to the west, Devery, and her dog Royal.

It was Royal’s first time in our house. He was excited.

Ilwaco boatyard

After five o clock, we mulched 1/3 of the boatyard.  I think my estimate that three yards will cover it all is pretty close.

before (Allan’s photo)

after (Allan’s photo)

Allan sweeps up

Aster ‘Harrington’s Pink’

leveling mulch with a broom

looking south from the north end

As we had begun our mulching, a Londoner on a bicycle had stopped to ask the location of Salt Pub.  I had to tell him the sad news that it is closed on Wednesdays.  Where could he eat, he asked, after returning from a two block jaunt to make sure Salt was closed.  I was sad to say that the only option was our little local market.  In an ideal world, we would have invited him to come to our house for a campfire, with sausages, and then driven him to his campsite at Cape Disappointment, but our conversation took place just as we got stuck in to an hour of unloading mulch.

After work, we went to the little market ourselves in search of some fancy sausages, and found him outside.  He had managed to find an apple for his dinner, with some cheese that he already had.  I was afraid that “Disappointment” might sum up his feelings, and I did so wish he had been here on a night when Salt was open.

the Londoner

I was able to guide him to having breakfast tomorrow morning at the Portside Café, where his quest for pancakes should be well satisfied.

We had a good chinwag about politics.  He said he almost bet £5000 on Brexit not passing, and woke up in shock that morning (and relief that he had not made the bet). He had experienced the same shock and dismay last November 9 at the result of our election.

I told him that I used to be married to a Leedsman.  “Oh, that must have been tough!” said he.

Allan and I did not succeed at the local in our quest for fancy sausages so drove on up to Sid’s Market in Seaview, where we met with success.  We also met again a nice RVing couple who had asked us at the boatyard where to shop for groceries.  They, too, had met with shopping success. We then went home to have a campfire on the one of the warmest evenings of the year.

Nicotiana by the campfire

the moon just caught in the trees

Allan’s photo

coals

When I looked at the temperature at 1 AM, it was still 72 degrees outside.  That is just unheard of here at the beach.

Friday, 29 September 2017

After taking Thursday off so Allan could finish painting the shed, we slept late.

Skooter slept late, too. He puts his feet over Allan’s head like earmuffs.

We had believed the forecast of a half inch of rain.  The rain came overnight rather than during the day, which turned out so fine that tourists would be looking at our public gardens.  While we did not have to water, we certainly had to tidy after all.

This much rain overnight!

By the post office, we saw the first sign of Ilwaco Halloween.

And so it begins.

The Depot Restaurant

just some quick deadheading

Coreopsis ‘Flower Tower’ towering

Long Beach

the welcome sign

We tidied the gardens at Veterans Field while the Columbia Pacific Farmers Market was in session.

Allan’s photo

I found a home for a duplicate plant of mine in Fifth Street Park. I had bought in, then realized it was the same white sanguisorba I had acquired at a Hardy Plant sale from Dan Hinkley, back when it just had a number, not a name.

Allan planted it in here, toward the back.

Needing energy, we got coffee to go.

at Abbracci Coffee Bar

We did a walk around town just to deadhead the planters.

passing by the farmers market again

I stopped it at NIVA green to take a few photos for their Facebook page, and for some reason I had to buy this little stove.

It spoke to me somehow.  Now it is mine and I don’t quite know what to do with it.

Allan pulled Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ from under the street tree near the pharmacy.

before

after

Here is a sad thing: The old, peeling cranberry mural on the south end of Dennis Company is now almost covered.  $58,000 has been spent to try to restore it five different times, and it is now too far gone to save.

Goodbye to a Long Beach icon. (Allan’s photos)

The paint peeled badly after a restoration just a couple of years ago.

Here it is in better days.  I will miss it.

We then drove up to Peninsula Landscape Supply for another yard of Soil Energy.

The shaved ice booth was heading down to Ilwaco for Saturday Market.

Ilwaco boatyard garden

We got another third of the garden mulched, all the way to the south side of the gate.

Unfortunately, we have to cover a multitude of poppy seeds.  In my own garden, I might dig and replant them.  No time for that here.

I’ve saved seeds and will re-sow.

To finish our relatively short day, we deadheaded the cosmos at the port office and Time Enough Books gardens.  I took some photos of the marina from near the port office.

someone else enjoying the view

an hour before sunset, along Howerton Avenue

home

Kniphofia ‘Earliest of All’ is changing shape.

Devery came to pick some Cripp’s Pink apples to make some applesauce.

She stood on a bucket to get some.

Canna in bloom in the water boxes

I made a sit spot in the new bogsy wood clearing.

on the table: broken china bits that I found in 2010 when making our garden

I had a sudden brainstorm which Allan helped me bring to fruition.

Skooter supervising

He helped me move this….

…out to the salmonberry cave….

…where I like it very much.

And it gave me room for a new little sit spot on the east wall of the house.

Next: another long weekend.  We are enjoying the short work weeks between tourist season and the soon to arrive fall clean up and bulb season.

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Tuesday, 22 December 2015

brunch at Debbie’s

Our Debbie H, she to whom we give extra plants for the Master Gardener’s plant sale, invited me to a holiday brunch centered around gardening, with Garden Tour Nancy, Garden Tour Darlene, Debbie and I and my very good friend Ralph.

Fatsia japonica in bloom

Fatsia japonica in bloom

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Debbie's Christmas tree featured birds!

Debbie’s Christmas tree featured birds!

This fluffy one could be a flying bird of the day.

This fluffy one could be a Flying Bird of the Day.

another potential FBofD

another potential FBofD

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Debbie and her holiday luncheon table

Debbie and her holiday luncheon table

I was completely smitten with this.

I was completely smitten with this.

We all agreed this arrangement could be on the cover of Martha Stewart magazine.

We all agreed this arrangement could be on the cover of Martha Stewart magazine.

I love looking at all of Debbie’s decorative arrangements.

"I'm a child at heart", says Debbie.

“I’m a child at heart”, says Debbie.

Ralph

the bay view

the bay view on a day of intense rain

a photo pillow of my good friend Ralph

a photo pillow of my good friend Ralph

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Debbie had made a scrumptious broccoli and feta and phyllo leaf pie:

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and a salad with a balsamic dressing....

and a salad with a balsamic dressing….

and a creamy no bake cheesecake with those good dark chocolate wafers at the base.

and a creamy no bake cheesecake with those good dark chocolate wafers at the base.

Ralph, Debbie, Nancy, Darlene, me

Ralph, Debbie, Nancy, Darlene, me, photo by Debbie’s spouse, Dave (who built the house)

The four of us kept each other well regaled with stories during our meal.

My very good friend Ralph did not find our conversation scintillating.

My very good friend Ralph did not find our conversation scintillating.

a well framed view to the woods

a well framed view to the woods

Thank you, Debbie, for a wonderful afternoon.

Hungry Harbor Grille

In the early evening, we met Dave and Melissa at the Hungry Harbour Grille for dinner and our annual perusal of the Hungry Harbor holiday village.

Next door: Marsh's Free Museum

Next door: Marsh’s Free Museum

The Hungry Harbor

The Hungry Harbor

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

dinner

dinner

I took a film of the village; the handheld quality is somewhat annoying, I’m sure, but it gets across the idea of how big the display is (bigger than ever this year!)  The train has been running but was not running tonight.

As always, I wished I could study each building in every detail.  I find it overwhelming, and some are so far back that one needs binoculars.  That is not a complaint.  (Our old friend Pilgrim Pat introduced us to this village and she always brought binoculars.)

The sheer size is impressive, and the owners rotate the buildings so over the years one gets a good look at all.  I like to imagine which one I would live in.

The village, like Ilwaco, is built beside a marina with steep hills in the background.  Some of the businesses have been given names like the ones of our seaside towns (Dennis Hardware, Sid’s Grocery, etc).

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Sea Harbor Ferry

Harbor Ferry

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One of our two lighthouses. (The other is Cape Disappointment Light House.)

One of our two lighthouses. (The other is Cape Disappointment Light House.)

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the ghost ship

the ghost ship

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crab or perhaps lobster pots

crab or perhaps lobster pots

Bay Boat Works

Bay Boat Works

Jessie's Fish Market

Jessie’s Fish Market

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Many of the buildings have window vignettes which could take hours of perusal.

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The Lobster Hut

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Whale Point Bed and Breakfast

I'll have this greenhouse, please.

I’ll have this greenhouse, please.

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The Hungry Harbor

The Hungry Harbor

Sid's Grocery

Sid’s Grocery

The Neptune, where we saw Star Wars yesterday

The Neptune, where we saw Star Wars this week

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Dennis Hardware

Dennis Co Hardware

This could be repainted as Pacific Art and Office.

This could be repainted as Pacific Art and Office.

I quite like the house with the towers.

I quite like the house with the towers, behind Artistic Bouquets.

And yet somehow, this top floor apartment with rooftop garden is always the one that appeals to me most.

And yet somehow, this top floor apartment with balcony and rooftop garden is always the one that appeals to me most.

a canned ham trailer (Allan's photo)

a canned ham trailer (Allan’s photo)

City Park

City Park

Outside: the real Holiday Village of Long Beach, with wet cold rain rather than snow. (Allan's photo)

Outside: the real Holiday Village of Long Beach, with wet cold rain rather than snow. (Allan’s photo)

Almost all of the village buildings are by Department 56.  Thanks to the Hungry Harbor for putting on this extravaganza year after year.

Wednesday, 23 December 2015

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Mary and Smokey

Mary and Smokey

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Allan made blackberry pie.

Allan made blackberry pie.

Thursday, 25 December 2015

I’d divide this post in two, except I have a thing against posting Christmas eve photos on December 26th, so please bear with one more day.  In January, the blog will be on a partial hiatus and you will be able to rest. 😉

Although I did not get up in time, Allan made it down to the port to see the King Tide, 9.4 feet, and brought us back these photos:

an almost flying bird for Mr Tootlepedal

an almost flying bird for Mr Tootlepedal

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I am sure that Allan wished he had got his boat out.

I am sure that Allan wished he had got his boat out.

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He barely fit under the bridge.

He barely fit under the bridge.

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He could not fit under this bridge at all.

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Jessie’s fish processing plant

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almost up to the asphalt

almost up to the asphalt

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There is much excitement because the crab season is finally set for January 4, weeks later than usual.

There is much excitement because the crab season is finally set for January 4, weeks later than usual.

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Boats are loaded with pots because the crabbers can set pots three days before the season opening and pull them on the first day.  “No New Year’s Eve for the crabbers”, says local fisherman’s spouse, Ann Saari.

 

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Allan found a few California poppies still blooming in our boatyard garden.

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and some calendula

and some calendula

Then….Christmas Eve Dickens dinner at the Depot Restaurant with J9 and Kathleen.  We saw Lisa and Buzz leaving; I had not realized she still had time to faithfully read the blog, and she’d gotten a spoiler about her Christmas present.  I’ve been more careful about not revealing Star Wars spoilers (even though I have much to say on that topic).

J9: we had Christmas crackers, and, therefore, crowns.

J9: we had Christmas crackers, and, therefore, crowns.

Our Kathleen with in a charactistic pose (with the hand gesture)

Our Kathleen with in a characteristic pose (with the hand gesture); reading riddles from the Christmas cracker

Kathleen and J9 requested "end pieces" of the roast, with brussel sprouts and Yorkshire pud.

Kathleen and J9 requested “end pieces” of the roast, with brussel sprouts and Yorkshire pud.

Allan had the delicious fish special.

Allan had the delicious fish special.

a creamy apple ice cream concoction

a creamy apple ice cream concoction

and eggnog cheesecake!

and eggnog cheesecake!

at the counter (Allan's photo)

at the counter (Allan’s photo)

Tomorrow, we will see Star Wars again with J9, perhaps have a visit at home with Our Kathleen, and then some reading time just might begin again….

Smokey also hopes for me to spend a quiet month at home.

Smokey also hopes for me to spend a quiet month at home.

(Smokey and Mary both)

(Smokey and Mary both)

 

 

 

 

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Saturday, 12 December 2015

my day

Kabob Cottage

Our Kathleen and I had an afternoon out, beginning with lunch at the Kabob Cottage.  The wind was almost of blow-you-over intensity so I did not get an exterior photo.

photo from 11-2-15, now the Kabob Cottage

photo from 11-2-15.  The Kabob House is now called the Kabob Cottage

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Chef Behnoosh’s Christmas tree

This was Kathleen's first meal here. She was impressed.

This was Kathleen’s first meal here. She was impressed.

Boreas Inn

Kathleen and I then attended the holiday open house at the Boreas Inn.  By attended, I mean we sat by one of the cozy fireplaces, ate some cookies, drank some hot cider, and relaxed.

Boreas Inn

Boreas Inn, with the private innkeeper’s house to the left

Susie's windowbox

Susie’s windowbox

on the porch

on the porch

tulip lights

tulip lights

from the foyer

from the foyer

B&B owners Susie and Bill in the kitchen

B&B owners Susie and Bill in the kitchen, with hot spiced cider

I did go from window to window to look out upon the gardens we used to care for.  This is one of the jobs I passed on to Dave and Melissa of Sea Star Gardening, and Susie praised them highly today for hard work, garden knowledge, honesty, and said they just give her a “good feeling” with their work.  (Dave and Mel couldn’t make it to the open house because this weekend they were committed to working on that Oysterville garden that I like so much.)

The Garden Suite

The Garden Suite at the Boreas Inn

looking out the window of the Garden Suite

looking out the window of the Garden Suite

The Garden Suite

The Garden Suite

The Dunes Suite

The Dunes Suite

the west living room

the west living room

a Christmas village

a Christmas village

looking due west

looking west

gardens and hot tub hut

gardens and hot tub hut

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looking back

looking back

Kathleen had tucked herself in by the center fireplace in the room without a view, probably because it felt cozier than the west room with the big windows.

Bill and Kathleen

Bill and Kathleen

delectable mini-cupcakes

delectable mini-cupcakes

view from the couch

view from the couch

Susie's photo: "Our tree at Boreas has quirky decorations that mean something special to us."

Susie’s photo: “Our tree at Boreas has quirky decorations that mean something special to us.”

I was especially taken with some tiny teacup ornaments and should have photographed them for myself.

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The B&B bustled with many guests.  Because of the storm, Susie had expected few and had thought she and Bill would spending the afternoon reading by the fire, so to have so many guests arrive was a welcome surprise.

The entry price to the event was a can of food for the food bank; by the time we left, the receptacle was overflowing.

The entry price to the event was a can of food for the food bank; by the time we left, the receptacle was overflowing.

If your dream happens to be owning a B&B at the beach with a big separate house of your own quarters, you might be interested to know that the Boreas Inn is for sale.

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Kathleen expressed a desire to do a bit of Christmas shopping at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.

on the way past the boatyard garden

on the way past the boatyard garden

 This necessitated a stop at the Saturday Christmas Market during its last five minutes of the day…

...to get a treat from Pink Poppy Bakery.

…to get a treat from Pink Poppy Bakery.

Walking by Salt Hotel

walking by Salt Hotel

Salt's south-facing doors

Salt’s south-facing doors

Kathleen at the Nisbett Gallery

Kathleen at the Nisbett Gallery

in Don's gallery

in Don’s gallery

just outside, a Christmas boat

just outside, a Christmas boat

At home, I reviewed yesterday’s gardening accomplishments that had been finished as darkness fell:

mulching the center bed

mulching the center bed

extending a shade bed that is presently ending in a big puddle

extending a shade bed by the wood pile (that is presently ending in a big puddle)

twigs blown all the way up to the patio

twigs blown all the way up to the patio

dramatic sky over the back garden

dramatic sky over the back garden

some last minute evening decorating occurred

some last minute evening decorating occurred

yesterday's mulching

yesterday’s mulching

sunset over Lake Street

sunset over Lake Street

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Back at the Boreas Inn, Susie took this sunset photo:

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photo by Susie Goldsmith, looking west from Boreas Inn

meanwhile….

Allan’s day

Allan was out and about taking photos of the high tide and the results of our recent storms.  You may recall that the Coast Guard closed all ocean entrances yesterday.  From the amount of debris at the Port of Ilwaco, you can see why.  So much flooding has taken place upstream that the Columbia River itself, we hear, has turned brown with sediment and is awash with debris.

storm warning flags at the port

storm warning flags at the port office

debris by the boatyard

debris by the boatyard

storm debris

storm debris

You can see from this satellite view how we relate to the mighty Columbia River, explaining why so much debris has washed into our little bay:

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Even so, it is surprising considering the narrow entryway:

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Allan walked out onto the docks this afternoon to get some more photos as boats continue to prepare for the delayed crab season.  The delay must be so frustrating for the crabbers as this season is a huge source of income for them.

ready and waiting

ready and waiting

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on the docks

on the docks

high tide

high tide

Allan decided to drive to the beach, and on the way he passed our old house and stopped to get me a photo of the garden shed.

I was touched that the new owner has kept the purple colour; it has clearly been freshly painted.

I was touched that the new owner has kept the purple colour; it has clearly been freshly painted.

I thought, Oh, Jon painted over the quotation that I had on the front of the shed.  The next photo revealed that he had carefully saved that part of the building, during a repair, and moved it to the side of the shed.  I felt deeply moved that he liked it enough to save it.

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street side of the purple shed

street side of the purple shed, back when it was mine

“This used to be among my prayers, a piece of land not so very large, which would contain a garden, and near the house a spring of ever flowing water, and beyond these a bit of woods.”  -Homer

Oh dearie me, I was hit with a great wave of missing the ever-flowing spring of water that fed a little pond on that piece of property.

Allan peeked at the old place from the street....

Allan peeked at the old place from the street….

Our old fence is still there.

Our old fence is still there.

Ok, as I write this…getting a grip on my emotions.. and returning to Allan’s day, as he next went to Waikiki Beach at Cape Disappointment.

The drama of the waves was nothing like yesterday.

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waves

waves

Today, the scene was comparatively sedate:

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A park ranger told Allan that during the height of the storm surge, rangers had to move photographers away from the viewpoint because logs were rolling in fast and dangerous.

storm tossed logs

storm tossed logs

debris tossed way past the beach up onto the lawn

debris tossed way past the beach up onto the lawn

storm watchers

storm watchers

a bird who is clearly used to having its picture taken

a bird who is clearly used to having its picture taken

While grocery shopping at the end of his excursion, Allan saw a beautiful sunset in Seaview.

sunset from Seaview

sunset from Seaview from Sid’s Supermarket

On the way home, he stopped at Ocean Beach Hospital to look at this year’s wreath auction.

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This year's display includes gingerbread houses.

This year’s display includes gingerbread houses.

a clever idea

a clever idea

on the way home

on the way home, on Lake Street

Tomorrow, we have an author’s reading to attend at Time Enough Books; perhaps we can also mulch at the library? And perhaps, just perhaps, a few days of reading can commence on Monday before the next round of holiday treats.

 

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Thursday, 26 November 2015

I woke at 7:30 to a heavy frost covering the garden, still too dark to take photos of it even if I felt like getting that cold.  So I fretted for awhile about the need to go out and do some post-frost clean up in Long Beach.  When Allan arose, he had to make pies for tonight’s potluck before we could go out and work; the work part came as rather a shock to him as he had had no warning of it other than the “post frost clean up” list on the work board.

Allan making pies with ginger snap crusts

Allan making pies with ginger snap crusts

The recipe was one that Our Kathleen had found online.

The recipe was one that Our Kathleen had found online.  It turned out deliciously.

The sunny day would have called me into my own garden. (Acanthus 'Hollard's Gold' from our front porch)

The sunny day would have called me into my own garden. (Acanthus ‘Hollard’s Gold’ from our front porch)

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After the pies were out of the oven, we emerged from staycation to do the post frost clean up in Long Beach.

The front of the welcome sign, with the bidens on the edge STILL not ready to pull.

The front of the welcome sign, with the bidens on the edge STILL not ready to pull.

The bidens WILL come out when we make our last bulb planting go-round.

The bidens WILL come out when we make our last bulb planting go-round.

I like the look of new and old flowers on the echibeckia.

I like the look of new and old flowers on the echibeckia.

At least the back of the sign clearly had some bacopa on the edge that could be pulled.

At least the back of the sign clearly had some bacopa on the edge that could be pulled.

In Fifth Street Park, the gunnera was down.

In Fifth Street Park, the gunnera was down.

Allan clipped the stems and laid old leaves over the crown for winter protection.

Allan clipped the stems and laid old leaves over the crown for winter protection.

Meanwhile, I trimmed any planters that looked like this...blue flowers or not...they had to go today.

Meanwhile, I trimmed any planters that looked like this…blue flowers (Geranium ‘Rozanne’ or not…they had to go today.

primroses under the tree in front of Malai Thai restaurant.

primroses under the tree in front of Malai Thai restaurant.

another primrose under the same tree

another primrose under the same tree

'Twas time to chop down the pineapple sage in Fifth Street Park

‘Twas time to chop down the pineapple sage in Fifth Street Park (center)

Fifth Street Park's NW quadrant

Fifth Street Park’s NW quadrant

When I clipped back the foliage of California poppies in front of The Hungry Harbor Grille, even though the leaves still looked pretty fine, the owner came out and said thank you.  This validated my opinion that most people like to see planters looking tidy now instead of having old foliage hanging on till a frost hard enough to turn it black comes along.

Allan's photo: Gaura 'So White' in Fish Alley

Allan’s photo: Gaura ‘So White’ in Fish Alley, before and after

Also I just can’t keep coming out and checking on planters every time there is a frost.  It is time to be done.

northernmost planter, Geranium 'Rozanne' still blooming...

northernmost planter, Geranium ‘Rozanne’ still blooming…

It got the chop anyway.

It got the chop anyway.

We took the debris, clean and not weedy, home to our debris pile.

We took the debris, clean and not weedy, home to our debris pile.

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But first, we cleaned up the Ilwaco planters.

These pedestrians crossed the street to avoid me.

These pedestrians crossed the street to avoid me.

Perhaps they were going to the free community Thanksgiving dinner that was taking place at the Inn at Harbour Village just down the street.

Perhaps they were going to the free community Thanksgiving dinner that was taking place at the Inn at Harbour Village just down the street.

As dusk approached, we limbed up some of the street trees at the intersection of Main and First.  I was especially pleased to make the sign for the Portside Café more visible (and just wish I had taken before and after photos as it was not showing at all from this direction before).

Portside neon sign

Portside neon sign

Allan's photo: at the port at dusk

Allan’s photo: at the port at dusk

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

the work board: If only I had remembered to do the Ilwaco Post Office planter!

the work board: If only I had remembered to do the Ilwaco Post Office planter!

We had only a half hour turn around time before going out again to the potluck Thanksgiving dinner at…

The Sou’wester

Allan's photo: entering the pavilion

Allan’s photo: entering the pavilion

the pavilion tables set for the potluck

the pavilion tables set for the potluck

two tables loaded with food

Two tables were laden with food (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

an accidental photo that our dining companions quite liked (by Allan)

an accidental photo that our dining companions quite liked (by Allan)

in the pavilion (Allan's photo); the Sou'wester loves vinyl.

in the pavilion (Allan’s photo); the Sou’wester loves vinyl.

Kathleen’s curried carrot salad with raisins was so good (and I usually don’t like raisins) that I made a note of her recipe:

curried carrot raisin salad

curried carrot raisin salad

group raising a toast, photo courtesy The Sou'wester

group raising a toast, photo courtesy The Sou’wester

Later, we all adjourned to the warmer living room in the lodge for an array of desserts.  I managed to get a video (still dark ish) that shows the motion of that sign that I love.

Sou'wester vintage Spartan trailers (Allan's photo)

Sou’wester vintage Spartan trailers (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The dessert table; that's Sou'wester owner Thandi's mum on the right.

The dessert table; that’s Sou’wester owner Thandi’s mum on the right.

Thandi’s mother made several desserts including baklava and Turkish delight.

an array of delights

an array of delights

me, our Kathleen, and Julez, the owner of Salt Hotel

me, our Kathleen, and Julez, the owner of Salt Hotel

replete (Allan's photo)

replete (Allan’s photo)

Friday, 27 November 2015

Today’s excursion to the Peninsula Art Association Studio Tour will be a separate post, tomorrow.

Just down the street, the Ocean Lightning is parked where a boat called the Ocean Thunder used to sit.

Just down the street, the Ocean Lightning is parked where a boat called the Ocean Thunder used to sit.

post office planter, before and after

post office planter, before and after

We drove onto the Anchorage Cottages property just enough to see if the calla lilies had gone to mush. They had not.

We drove onto the Anchorage Cottages property just enough to see if the calla lilies had gone to mush. They had not.  So we backed out and returned to the studio tour.

At home after the studio tour: Only two frost clean ups and one go-round with bulbs (and Allan’s mulching of the library/community building garden) stands between us and true staycation.

amended work board with all Ilwaco clean up erased.

amended work board with all Ilwaco clean up erased.

At 7:30, we were off again to an event I’d been looking forward to for a couple of months:

The Skinks (are the Village Green Preservation Society) at the Sou’wester

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WE are the Village Green Preservation Society so that song is one of my favourites.  Can one song be my favourite ever?  I deeply regret having forgotten that my camera takes a few seconds to set up for a movie, so I missed the all important first few words on the following clip that does get across how well The Skinks captured the chugging, clunky, proto-punk, endearing sound of the Kinks.

God save the village green!

The Skinks filled my heart with joy.

The Skinks filled my heart with joy.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

from the song Village Green by the Kinks (from the same album):

I miss the village green,
And all the simple people.
I miss the village green,
The church, the clock, the steeple….

And I will return there….
And we’ll sip tea, laugh,
And talk about the village green.
We will laugh and talk about the village green. 

It’s not often that a much anticipated event lives up to one’s expectation.  This evening was one of the those times.

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Sunday, 22 November 2015

The plan was to get right out the door and get a lot done, polishing off the Port and boatyard gardens and the last few tasks in Long Beach.  However, upon looking at my phone before breakfast, I found a text from Todd that the Van Engelen end of season sale had begun.  This led to a phone call with Todd, who was working with Dave and Melissa at the Oysterville garden, as I scribbled down what each of them wanted from the order, and of course I ordered some more for myself.  Much discussion seemed necessary, leading to some anxiety at the end when I saw that the company will only hold the chosen items in one’s “wheelbarrow” for 20 minutes, as the competition nationwide is fierce for these choice and well priced items.

frantic bulbs scribblings

frantic bulbs scribblings

Allan's photo, after the bulb ordering frenzy

Allan’s photo, after the morning’s bulb ordering mayhem

We therefore got out the door later than I had planned to the gardens at…

Port of Ilwaco

We started at the easternmost garden on Howerton Avenue.  A glance at the weather on the way there had me thinking hard about altering the day’s plan.  Rain tomorrow would make it likely that we might drive all the way to Marilyn’s garden and then get rained out.  Just perhaps we could get the port done in time to do Marilyn today and Long Beach tomorrow.

looking west, before

looking west down Howerton, before

before: blurry with low weeds

before: blurry with low weeds

I was thrilled that the weeds peeled off ever so easily (due to having mulched with cow fiber a year or more ago).  We did not even seem to lose much soil with the sheets of weeds (grasses and little dandelions).

 

after

after

after

after

Allan noticed a kayak launching and went for a closer look.  He commented to me that the boater was going out on a falling tide.

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Allan’s photo: a Sunny Inflatable Kayak made for backpacking

At my request, Allan took out a few more Pacific Reed Grass by the Ilwaco pavilion.  They reseed like mad and I prefer to have just one group of three in this area (which is in a stretch with the original plantings of lots of too-big shrubs).

Allan's photo: before

Allan’s photo: before with one already removed

after. I just don't love that particular grass.

after. I just don’t love that particular grass.  I try but….can’t…

I clipped the lavenders at the Port Office south side garden.

I clipped the lavenders at the Port Office south side garden.

the view with a falling tide

the view with a falling tide

I debated whether to clip these lavenders on the north side of the port office:

clipping dilemma

clipping dilemma

I decided not to, for lack of time, and on the theory that gardeners could go either way on that question, and non gardeners will probably not notice the difference.  My time decision proved to be wise. I may still be tempted to clip them on the last go-round after a hard frost.

Time Enough Books garden with ceanothus in full bloom, again

Time Enough Books garden with ceanothus in full bloom, again

freaky out of season ceanothus

freaky out of season ceanothus

Allan's photo: no time for a café lunch today

Allan’s photo: no time for a café lunch today

Allan weeding in the river rock bed at Salt Hotel.

Allan weeded in the river rock bed at Salt Hotel.  (his photo)

two westernmost beds....

two westernmost beds…an after but not a before. We left loads of poppy seedlings; the peskiest problem here was a dandelion infestation.

I was feeling hopeful about Marilyn’s.  Next, the boatyard garden.  Allan had weeded it while I was sorting bulbs, so today’s mission was to pull cosmos and sweet peas.

the biggest most amazing sweet pea of the year (Allan's photo)

the biggest most amazing sweet pea of the year (Allan’s photo); it was ‘Black Knight’.

boatyard: yarrow still blooming

boatyard: yarrow and blue globe thistle still blooming

Knautia macedonica still blooming; lots of poppy seedlings

Knautia macedonica still blooming; lots of poppy seedlings

Persicaria 'Firetail' still blooming

Persicaria ‘Firetail’ still blooming

not a perfect job...trying not to blow out the port's budget with end of season perfection

not a perfect job…trying not to blow out the port’s budget with end of season perfection

Although I long to clip the santolinas, last time I did so in the fall, many died over the winter. I will wait till at least mid February.

Although I long to clip the santolinas, last time I did so in the fall, many died over the winter. I will wait till at least mid February.

looking north upon two blocks of boatyard garden, as good as it is going to get till 2016

looking north upon two blocks of boatyard garden, as good as it is going to get till 2016

Last thing at the port today (other than dumping debris): limbing up a columnar pear at the request of a business, for traffic sightline:

before

before

after

after

As I had hoped, we were done by 2:30.  I figured it would take half an hour to get to Marilyn’s, way up in Surfside, giving us two hours before dark.

Marilyn’s garden

It took 40 minutes to get there via Sandridge and Joe Johns Road.  We pushed ourselves to get as much done as we could, as this will be the last of the fall clean up (except for a possible post-frost visit to pull some mushy foliage here and there).

before, looking west from the driveway

before, looking west from the driveway

two hours later

two hours later

Allan's photos: trimming along the east side of the house

Allan’s photos: trimming along the east side of the house, before

and after; might not look much different, but he emerged with a lot of clipped shrubbery

and after; might not look much different, but he emerged with a lot of clipped shrubbery, so no branches will bang on the gutters on windy nights.

In this third session of fall clean up at Marilyn’s, we ended up clipping way more than we usually do in this wildlife friendly garden.  This year, I felt inspired to reveal the shapes of the grasses and shrubs more.  I will be curious to here whether this has any effect on how much the deer bed down in the garden.  They certainly will have fewer places to hide while sleeping.

one of Allan's projects, before

one of Allan’s projects, before, looking south

and after. The pesky montbretia was the only perennial here when the lot was newly cleared, and it persists.

and after. The pesky montbretia was the only perennial here when the lot was newly cleared, and it persists.

looking north, before and after

looking north, before and after

path before, looking south

path before, looking south, before

before: another miscanthus that had grown a fresh new center after the outside flopped open.

before: another miscanthus that had grown a fresh new center after the outside flopped open.

after, in the gloaming

after, in the gloaming, with the buddliea (a sterile form) clipped, as well

I clipped madly till almost dark, with Allan pointing out that if I did not stop it would be mighty hard to clean up.

after, looking northwest

after, looking northwest

My good friend Scooter came to visit at sunset.

My good friend Scooter came to visit at sunset.

basic fall clean up: as done here as it is going to get

basic fall clean up: as done here as it is going to get.  (Bye bye, Scooter!)

Allan lashing down the load; we will be stuck with it overnight.

Allan lashing down the load; we will be stuck with it overnight.

Allan's photo: moonrise over the trailer

Allan’s photo: moonrise over the lashed-in trailer

at home

Bulbs have made a reappearance on the work board.  The Long Beach planters would benefit by my sharing my soon-t0-arrive very early blooming crocus tommasinianus and iris reticulata with them.

work board tonight

work board tonight

Staycation is so close: just that short fall clean up column and, later, one day of post-frost checkups from south to north.  I think, because cold weather is due this week, we can do a pre-emptive strike on the Depot windowbox annuals tomorrow, and finish Long Beach, if only it does not rain too much.

 

 

 

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