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Wednesday, 14 November 2018

We had an errand before work that took us near a former job of ours, so we took ourselves on a brief tour of

Discovery Heights,

a series of entry gardens that we planted and maintained from 2005 through…I can’t quite recall when we stopped gardening there.  As these photos show, the job entails a lot of climbing up onto raised, boulder-edged beds, something that became difficult as my knee got worse.  The garden is now in the capable hands of Terran Bruinier of BeeKissed Gardening.

lower garden, south side

The middle garden:

All montbretia in the gardens were brought in with the soil (not my choice of soil, not sure where it came from).

Salal, to the right, most definitely not planted by us!

Some of “my” ceanothus still survive…

…including this large one.

When we first began this job, I asked if the community was going to be gated and was told no.  I have a preference of not working in gated neighbourhoods, but I was fully invested in the job when the gate went in.

Driving back down the hill to where the Discovery Heights entry road intersects with the 100 Loop road that goes to Cape Disappointment State Park:

lower garden, south side, am pleased at how the plants drape the rocks as planned (cotoneasters, and I think some prostrate ceanothus)

lower garden, north side, on heavy clay

Escallonia ‘Pink Princess’ pruned into balls (left)

I regretted having planted the escallonias at the front of the top tier.  Terran’s solution to their height works.

Salal…snuck in!

Rugosa roses (left) are finally outpacing the deer.

from the loop road

It is pleasing to see the garden full grown.  The first flat terrace was always a problem because of such heavy clay and a break in the irrigation line.  My camera failed to get a driveby of the back of the garden where some rhododendrons, once quite small from the Clarke Nursery going out of business one gallon sale, are now full sized.

We went on to work at

Mike’s garden.

Our task was the last of the fall tidying, along with pruning an Escallonia iveyi that was hanging out into the sidewalk area…or the area where a sidewalk would be if there were one.

My preference with escallonia is to have them thick and shrublike all the way to the ground, so that it looks like this (same escallonia, this past July).

Escallonia iveyi

However, it was now growing well over the property line and Mike wanted it pruned. Cutting it back to the line revealed a tree like rather than shrub like form.  I had to work with that, and also had to reduce the height, because that is what people generally want when they ask for a shrub to be pruned.  Given what we had to do, here are the befores and afters:

before

after

The lilac to the left is going to be completely removed…by someone else…because it is pestering a sewer line.

before

after

It is rather shocking how much had to be cut to get it back behind the railroad tie edge.  At least I managed to save a layer of foliage that will give privacy for the deck.

before

after

Poor thing!  It should fill out again quickly next year.  It is now possible to easily walk the path behind it, also, which was party blocked before the pruning.  If it had to be done, I would rather it be done by me that someone else who might have just leveled it off halfway down and left nothing but shrubs.

We left Mike’s and turned our attention to the

Ilwaco planters and street tree gardens.

I was not sure if we would get through them all.  Rain was predicted.  The sky was so dark for awhile that it felt more like dusk than midday.

The city crew (a much smaller crew than that of Long Beach) was installing the cords for the lighted crab pot holiday decorations.

Allan made quick work under the trees with The Toy (our new Stihl rechargeable trimmer).

before (the truly horrible perennial sweet pea)

after (Allan’s photos)

That darn invasive pea under one tree has swamped all the “winter interest” plants, as have the BadAsters in the other tree garden pictured above.

Here is a before with no after…

The blob of blue felicia daisy got cut way back because it looks silly.

I got distracted from taking an after photo by my thoughts about the post office garden. I’d been asked by the crew if a crab pot could go IN the garden and had said yes, if they would just avoid tramping around with their boots.  I suddenly decided we had better go to the post office and make some clear space.

before

after

We had pulled all the cosmos.  The Toy worked a treat trimming the Stipa gigantea (the tall airy grass in the center).

Back to the planters, I left a few of the healthier nasturtiums just out of curiosity about how long they will last.

We are said to be due for an extra mild “El Nino’ winter.

trailing rosemary in a planter (Allan’s photo)

That rosemary is in one of the two planters on Spruce Street, out of the First Avenue wind tunnel that damages the ones I have tried there.

With the planters done, Allan went to dump the debris while I used The Toy at the Norwood garden, two doors down from ours.

before; I scored some of those leaves (left), too.

after; Allan helps clean up in the dusk while I weeded the north bed.

before (twilight)

after

The Toy made what would have been tedious clipping into a less than five minute shear!

We just had time before dark to check up on and pull some montbretia out of the J’s back garden, leading to some happy erasure on the work board.

I am hoping for semi-staycation to begin in two days.  I am calling it semi this year because we cannot completely neglect the Shelburne and Long Beach for two and a half months.  Post frost clean up—if we get frost—will be necessary in a few locations.

I had a nice cuppa tea at home.  Only one Builders tea bag remains and I am saving it…

Allan’s photo

As we watched an amusing show on telly, I was astonished by a city street scene. I had to hit pause in amazement.

Look at that overhead tram, and all the traffic, and bridges.  I reflected on my 38 years of city life in Seattle and on how much quieter my last quarter century has been here at the beach.

 

 

 

 

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Friday, 31 August 2018

It had not taken long to get used to having Fridays off.  Now we have to shift our work week because of the Monday holiday (Labor Day).

Long Beach

First, I fretted over the dangity blang non blooming cosmos in the welcome sign.  It was a mistake to live in hope.  I had to trim them again so the sign shows.

It occurred to me that at least I could also trim some side branches so that the Agyranthemum ‘Butterfly’ shows better.

Next year will be better.  Could hardly be worse.

the back side (Allan’s photo)

We decided to change up the order and water the Sid Snyder beach approach planters first.

horse rides on Sid Snyder Drive

I enjoyed seeing this youngling.

furthest west planter (Allan’s photo)

After watering, we were parked by Adrift Distillery, so we took a peek inside.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo (I got to pet this nice dog.)

We checked on the Bolstad beach approach planters and garden.  The little bird house with the squirrels is gone.  I have no idea what happened there.

We split up to water the downtown planters.

Wind World Kites guy carried my bucket of water to the far planters in Fish Alley.

Thank you!

downtown

Gladiolus papilio (Allan’s photo)

Gladiolus papilio (Allan’s photo)

Mexican bush sage (Allan’s photo)

Mexican bush sage (Allan’s photo)

Allan got done first and had time to do some string trimming on the dry and dull center parking lot berm.

before

after; the berms get no supplemental water at all.

Ilwaco

I did a walkabout, checking all the planters.  It takes a long time to carefully tidy and de-chickweed each one, time Allan does not have while watering, so I need to do this every other week or so.

by the Sou’wester RV repair shop (where they work on RVs for the Sou’wester trailer court)

NW stoplight corner (We are a one stoplight town.)

by Queen La De Da’s gallery

NE stoplight corner

…where someone had broken the top of the trailing rosemary 😦

by the old Oddfellows hall

by the Doupé Building

by Ilwaco Pharmacy

Ilwaco Pharmacy

The old Doupé Building had some clean up done, and the crew found and displayed the old HARDWARE sign.  Per the local paper, the work will be done “in stages”.  We are excited to see further developments and hope they begin soon.

by empty lot, before, with lots of chickweed

After: Sometimes clean up leaves a planter looking tired.

also by empty lot

NW corner Lake Street

by Driver Licensing

I did not check closely on the planter by driver licensing because a local person who yells a lot was by the empty storefront next door yelling.

By Azure Salon

by antique shop

I love the little meadow square where a tree got taken out by a drunk driver.

Raymond Millner of The Planter Box is going to replace the tree this fall.  I am not involved, other than making connections, because I am the Gardener of Small Things.

SW corner Lake Street, where an old tavern, now empty, might become a “law enforcement training facility”—quite a change. The blue felicia daisy got too big….

Main Street by the old laundromat, now purchased to become we know not what. Seems like a laundromat was something Ilwaco sorely needs.

Main Street is a deer corridor, so the nasturtiums in the above planter got munched.

Main Street by Col Pacific Hotel. Crossing paths with Allan, watering.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Main Street, another huge felicia daisy

NW corner Eagle Street

NE corner Eagle Street. Tired golden oregano to be dug out this fall.

Eagle Street; due for a total dig out this fall.  Will put this teucrium (?) down in the curbside gardens.

boatyard corner

I went on to water the boatyard garden and do just a small bit of weeding.

Someone(s) keep pulling out the elephant garlic. 😦

I need to use more Jackman’s Blue rue. It is wonderful.

Note to self: also use more baptisia; it does not flop over in dry conditions.

must divide this helenium and put some at fire station

Someone spray painted a Stipa from behind the fence.  (The fence was spray painted, too.)

looking north

looking south

looking north

I walked home by the feral cat colony and was lucky enough to pass by just as a woman was feeding them.

So I got to see the one who looks so much like my Smoky.

could be twins…this one is so shy, or I would take him home…

I was all choked up, thinking about my Smoky, as I walked the four more blocks to home.

My darling Smoky and Calvin, how I miss them.

It had been ten months today since Smoky died (October 31, 2017).

When Allan got home, he saw one of our neighbours in the meadow behind the Nora house.

I’ve been leaving a couple of windfall apples by this corner every day.

 

 

 

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Thursday, 2 August 2018

before work…

Skooter followed me while I pulled up a piece of variegated iris for the Shelburne mini-bog garden.

I was thrilled to see my replacement rose, Ghislane de Feligonde, is blooming.

I love this rose and had quested hard for it when my previous one died.

Before leaving Ilwaco, we tidied up and weeded at the J’s across the street.

J’s, with one hydrangea behind the birdbath getting missed by the sprinkler:

Long Beach

Still no cosmos flowers at the welcome sign….

We split up to water the downtown Long Beach planters.

I found a painted rock, a rarity for me this year.

I pulled bindweed in a park

with a special rhododendron.

the meadow look

Cosmos ‘Cupcake Mix’

a nice batch of painted sage

Someone left a tip for cleaning up their ciggie butt.

But I usually just get butts (even though almost every planter has an ash tray receptacle next to it).

Some alliums have survived.

Allan’s photo

It was hard to squeeze through the crowds with hose and bucket. (Allan’s photo)

With only two planters left to water, a light rain appeared.  It has been so dry that the streets fogged up.

Allan’s photo

The rain did not last long enough to make any difference to plants.

one of the Basket Case Greenhouse baskets

We weeded and groomed in Veterans Field, which will see a crowd this weekend for the Jake the Alligatorman event.

Vet field Eryngium (Allan’s photo)

Vet field corner garden is even too messy for me. (Allan’s photo); it is not getting hit well by sprinkler water and it looks tired.

We tidied up this pocket park on our way to dump debris.

before

after: if only I had a silver santolina, because one has gone missing and its absence is notable.

We quickly tidied the Fifth Street Park gardens.

Allan’s photo

Shelburne Hotel

We watered, and I had to pull a lot of crocosmia and hops because it was getting rust and sooty mold, respectively.

To the right is the bad patch…too much shade, not enough air circulation

pulled out some crocosmia and trimmed out all the hops

I am going to transplant three small hydrangeas into that spot come fall (which will involve much digging to get rid of the hops and crocosmia).

It looks better without sooty hops leaves.

I pondered the views from the ramp to the back door of the restaurant dining room.

Joe Pye Weed

I so look forward to fall when I can do some extensive editing.

A frog has moved into the little bog garden.  Allan’s photos:

Ilwaco

Because of the Ilwaco art walk tomorrow night, when theoretically people will be strolling by the planters (although I think they mostly drive from downtown to the port), I walked the planter and street tree route checking on them all while Allan started his watering rounds.  I photographed every one except the two city hall planters that are not on my walking route; I don’t think I have done that before.

I don’t like the Art Walk signs to block part of my art, so I moved some of them to the back of the planter instead of in the middle.  Example, by the Sou’wester RV repair garage:

before

after

The worst planter for chickweed is the NW corner of the stoplight intersection.

before

after

another angle

by the former bingo hall; an old but still vigorous Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ has moved itself sideways.

 

another angle (diascia in three colors)

around the corner on Spruce Street

That sign was a traffic sight blocker so I moved it down the block to…

planter by Queen La De Da’s

Queen La De Da’s

First Ave by Doupé Building (which has sold to someone who is going to fix it up wonderfully)

another angle

by the pharmacy

by empty lot before chickweed removal

and after

by empty lot, another angle

by empty lot, further south

by Driver Licensing

by Azure. The blue felicia daisy is in an off spell and maybe the trailing rosemary takes up too much room.

by antique shop

opposite corner

Those blue felicia daisies came through the winter.  They might have gotten too big!

Missing tree still not replaced and I do not care. I love this little patch of flowers.

by Col Pacific Motel

across the street, with gladiolus that someone stuck in

by Trav’s Place Café

by Wilcox and Fliegel oil company

First and Eagle. Old golden oregano needs to come out.

view of the Ilwaco boatyard

First and Eagle. This teucrium or whatever it is needs to go somewhere else. Too vigorous!

First and Eagle

First and Eagle

I then tidied the boatyard garden, especially the south end of it, and gave it a quick watering.

watering till dusk

Allan finished his watering rounds, and we went down to Howerton Avenue at the port and hand watered the several new Eryngium giganteum and Crambe maritima in the curbside gardens.

watering by streetlight (Allan’s photo)

A ten hour day—with the reward of three days off starting tomorrow.

 

 

 

 

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Monday, 23 July 2018

Long Beach

We watered, deadheaded, and otherwise tidied the street trees gardens and planters. The wind was annoying but not terribly cold…yet.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Tigridia

Variegated bulbous oat grass, which to some looks like a weed.

But look! It’s variegated! (At least unless it reverts to green blades and then out it goes.)

Allan’s photo: Funny hats are a common sight in Long Beach.

new lilies in Fifth Street Park

For those familiar with Long Beach, you will know where I mean when I say the two garden beds just south of Funland are not ours to care for.  Funland just mulched them with these pine needles; both Allan and I found that interesting when we walked by it at different times.

my photo

Allan’s photo

Allan got done before me and pulled horsetail from the corner bed at Veterans Field, where he found a sign of the Friday Farmers Market:

among the Brodiaea ‘Queen Fabiola’ (Allan’s photo)

I recently read that Brodiaea likes dry conditions and so am going to try it out at the port curbside gardens.

Gaura lindheimeri ‘Whirling Butterflies’ at the Vet Field flag pavilion

I wonder if after we finally retire from LB someday, will someone put in a more traditional red, white and blue garden?

I took photos of 17 of the 18 street tree gardens and am going to publish a reference post (just once, not every month) tomorrow morning. (There is a long, non-bloggable story of why just 17.)

Shelburne Hotel

We watered, including Allan checking on the upstairs balcony and deck pots.

room 4 deck

The rose that got moved to the room 4 deck is going to flower. I hope it is a good one and not some old root stock.  It is happy here.

I love working at the Shelburne.  The garden makes me happy.  Today was an intense session of thinning and editing, including pulling a sheaf of Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ had appeared to have gladiolus rust and needed to depart the garden post haste, bagged.  There is way too much Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ spread all around anyway, although I did not feel as much that way when it was in full bloom.

Along the railing (right) is where I pulled suspect crocosmia.

I debated in early spring about whether to prune or remove that ‘Helmond Pillar’ Barberry. Glad I pruned the pitiful branches and let it revive itself.

The garden got some breathing room by the pulling of running aster, mostly.

I keep cutting back the Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ so it won’t block the pub sign from the street view.

Ilwaco

When we left the sheltered Shelburne garden, we realized that a strong cold wind of at least 20 mph had kicked up.  It was blasting fiercely along the boatyard garden, where I had to water.  I felt tremendously sorry for myself, wearing a winter scarf in late July and so very cold.

not enjoyable at all

my audience

I wondered if the birds were cold, too.

The larger boats gave me some temporary shelter from the cold north wind.

I had no will to weed in the icy gale.

horrible horsetail

After watering and deadheading a few sweet peas, I just walked by the garden and on home.

Someone had picked more blue globe thistle right under one of the signs…

“Please leave flowers for everyone to enjoy.”

…and had pulled some out by the roots and just left it there.

Perhaps a passerby interrupted the thievery or perhaps the thief decided the stem was too stickery.

Artemisia ‘Powis Castle’ is looking brown instead of silver.

too much wind? not enough water?

?? why?

santolina with pesky self sown orange montbretia

I’d like to pull swathes of floppy California poppies, but not today.

My walk home:

mystery paths in the field across the street

First Avenue

Behind the museum is the Discovery Garden, which is now maintained by the Pacific County Master Gardeners.

Interpretive sign from the original park installation.

This was formerly a recirculating stream.

formerly upper pool of little stream

Our friend Bill Clearman helped to construct this memorial wall.  I feel that these big planters distract from viewing its beauty.

This was the unobstructed wall years ago.

The tiles are by Renee O’Connor.

As for the plans that the MGs have for this garden, you can read about their project here.  I am not a Master Gardener so am not involved in this volunteer project.  I admit to a prejudice against “native plant gardens”. It is a rare artificially created native landscape that doesn’t look just scruffy, in my opinion.  It can be done, by the brilliant Leslie Buck, for one.

I hoped to see some of the feral cat colony (featuring many orange cats with quizzical faces) further down the block.  They were all sheltered somewhere out of the wind.

On Main Street (which is not very “main”, being only two and a half blocks long).

Meanwhile, Allan had watered the Ilwaco street trees and planters with the water trailer, also not enjoyable I am sure (but at least it is a little bit in and out of the van and thus with breaks from the wind).

for those interested in the mechanics of watering the Ilwaco planters

We did not plant gladiolas in any of the planters.  Someone persists in planting them in the planters, and someone (else, I am sure) persists in picking them pretty much every year when they are at their best.

finger blight

I told Allan later to just pull out the foliage and corm when that happens.

I texted him when I got home; he had just started hose watering our volunteer gardens at the fire station and the post office.  A nine hour day for me and longer for him.

 

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Thursday, 5 July 2018

at the post office

our post office garden

matchy matchy Asiatic lily (probably ‘Landini’) and a sanguisorba

Depot Restaurant

weeding and watering…

Dierama (Angels’ Fishing Rod) is blooming.

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’, Agastache (‘Blue Boa’, maybe) and Cornus ‘Hedgerows Gold’

Long Beach

Allan string trimming around the welcome sign

back side

We watered the Long Beach planters downtown.

busy tourist town (Allan’s photo)

Cosmos ‘Xanthos’


We will crisscross the street to do the other three planters in a group of four while waiting for a large crowd to move on.  Still, we do end up having to ask people to move so we can water.

Only once years ago did someone get angry and ask me to come back later; I said gently that we were on our way to water all the Ilwaco planters after Long Beach so no, we could not come back later—and she did move.

Sometimes, even though Long Beach is fun, I get tired of the noise and traffic in summer and end up counting off how many planters I have to do before I am done watering.

Sanguisorba ‘Pink Elephant’ persists in a planter even after I decided it was too tall and moved it to Fifth Street Park.

One of the shop workers arrives to work on this. (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Fifth Street Park (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

We tidied up the gardens in Veterans Field for the Friday farmers market.

Brodiaea ‘Queen Fabiola’…and a white one.

Due to sprinkler problems, the monarda looks stressed. I think I don’t want it in this bed anymore. (Sprinkler probably blocked by too many plants—typical of our gardens.)

Port of Ilwaco

We watered some, but not all, of the curbside gardens.

my one pitiful eremerus (Allan’s photo)

by Ilwaco pavilion

A pleasant fellow stopped to ask about santolinas; he liked them.

My favourite bed is still marred by finger blight.

The lavenders may not heal up. Certainly not by the big fireworks show on July 7th.

The santolina will heal…eventually.

Don Nisbett’s signs have been installed!

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ gets the most comments and queries nowadays.

We were tidying because of fireworks show crowds on Saturday and Art Walk on Friday.

This is what a properly pruned santolina looks like.  It will flower later.

This is the only one I forgot to clip!

We got the watering done from David Jensen’s architecture office all the way to Time Enough Books; then I did a walkabout of the Ilwaco planters while Allan watered them.

downtown window

before chickweed removal

after…it lurks beneath though

Diascia ‘Blackthorn Apricot’ (top) is my favourite. I was worried people would not find it bright enough.

matchy!

Good citizen Ethel was string trimming and then raking along the sidewalk for art walk night.

Ethel’s efforts to beautify the town were a perfect example of action instead of big talk and complaints.

While Allan continued watering the planters, which takes an hour and a half minimum, I watered the boatyard garden.  It used to take us half an hour or forty five minutes to water the planters back when we bucket watered them, before the water trailer.  But we are just no longer up to hauling what was literally 800 pounds of water twice a week.

view from behind the boatyard fence; the shadow is of a boat prow that was above me

While watering, I pulled some horsetail and grass away from the back of the fence.

I was daunted by huge slugs hiding down there.  I had not brought to the far end of the fence my slug disposal tools or a pair of gloves.  I was just pulling with bare hands.  I do hate touching a slug.

Afterwards, I looked at my particularly arthritic finger and for a creepy few moments I felt like it was just going to break right off at the joint.

horrific, depressing old age

I walked down to the other far end of the boatyard and the hose was not there.  (I use a series of hoses that lay around by the faucets…usually.)  I simply could not hobble all the way back to the middle of the other stretch of fence and drag a hose back.  Fortunately, Allan, who has no arthritis that we know of, showed up in the nick of time and watered the south end of the garden while I sat in the van in a state of collapse.  So glad to be home at dusk.

 

 

 

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Monday, 18 June 2018

By the time this publishes a week after it happened, we will, if all goes well, have returned from a five day trip to the Big City for the Hardy Plant Society Study Weekend.  Oh, how I have fretted and been filled with dread about the trip (and city traffic) because in some ways I am almost agoraphobic, and because it worries me to leave my garden and our jobs during summer.  We registered in January and I have been anxious for months!  I have been so tempted to cancel, time after time, till I missed the deadline for being able to get one’s money back.

We planned on a short week of mostly watering (which certainly won’t last while we are gone).

Long Beach

Allan watered the trees and a few planters while I watered the rest of the planters.

This tree, with Panicum ‘Heavy Metal’ and an unfortunate amount of weed grass mixed in, probably looks like nothing but weeds to all but the most avid fan of ornamental grass.

Eryngium under a tree (Allan’s photos)

with lychnis and Geranium ‘A.T. Johnson’

Allan found a rock.

Allan saw Bernardo from Abbracci Coffee bringing coffee grounds to our trailer…

The nice green bucket was a parting gift to us. We are sad because Bernardo and Tony have sold Abbracci and are moving back to the city.  (A new owner will reopen on June 26th, the day this publishes, in fact!)

California poppies and cerinthe

California poppies and diascia

a rather insipidly pink ‘Popsocks’ cosmos

agastaches on both sides of the street

agastache, Diascia ‘Blackthorn Apricot’, Calif. poppies

pink oenothera

This pink oenothera always reminds me of Ann Lovejoy and of the first time I heard her give a garden lecture (that changed my life).

Cosmos ‘Sonata’, (below)  a better color than ‘Popsocks’ (above)

This tree, I believe, had run under the sidewalk to the nearby planter…

and popped up!

This formerly yellow climbing rose was planted years ago by a volunteer, and has now reverted to the red flowering rootstock:

It’s roots go so deep we can’t get it out, even though it is in a ridiculous place and wants to wave into traffic.  It takes constant cutting back.  I remembered how many volunteers tried to grow something up the lamp post and how that never worked out well.

I am thrilled that after being stark white for a couple of weeks, Wind World Kites and The Candy Man got brightly painted again.

We weeded in Fifth Street Park, which is probably so wild with Sanguisorba ‘Pink Elephant’ in bud that it reads like a mess to most viewers right now.

Better soon, I hope.

Allan found and pulled a mess of bindweed in the back corner of the SE quadrant.

We regained some energy with crab rolls at Captain Bob’s Chowder.

delicious

Shelburne Hotel

We watered and weeded.  I was encouraged to see the garden had made it from Thursday watering to Monday without much stress. That bodes well for our being gone for five days.

The wisteria needs pruning as it is reaching for the gutters.  Soon! I clipped at it just a bit.

from the pub deck

You can see where the new owners pulled it off the building.

front garden, looking north

A pretty rose at the back of the front garden:

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ and Allium christophii (Allan’s photo)

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ (Allan’s photo)

and looking south

I wish we had time to dine at the pub, but more watering called.

Ilwaco

I did a walkabout of the planters while Allan watered them.

before pulling chickweed

after

halfway to the boatyard, Allan watering in the distance

I watered at the boatyard while Allan finished his planter rounds.

At home, after a mere eight hour day, I petted my elderly neighbor, Rudder.

Allan went on to water the Post Office and Fire Station volunteer gardens, making his day even longer.

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Tuesday, 22 May 2018

post office garden

On the way to work, we saw a darling truck at the gas station.

The rocks are made of foam.

a stage comes down at the back

Shelburne Hotel

We watered.  I longed for a day to just weed and edit the garden here.  Maybe Thursday.

watering in the back garden (Allan’s photo)

snowball viburnum in back garden (Allan’s photo)

I did manage to pull the mildewed forget me nots.

looking south from the north end

Long Beach

Allan did the first watering of the street tree pocket gardens, which always required some digging out of the underground quick connect hose connections, and I did most of the 37 planters.

Allan’s photo

Allan did the bucket watering of the four planters in Fish Alley. (Armeria maritima)

digging mud out of the water connection hole (Allan’s photos)

time consuming

We crossed paths but on opposite sides of the street.

Nepeta ‘Walkers Low’ catmint (Allan’s photo)

I am thrilled that most of my alliums are still here.

found a rock

love the way this heuchera is spreading

Ilwaco

Stopped off at home to get the water trailer.  The fremontodendron shows how miserably hard the cold wind was blowing.

I almost postponed my part of the watering until I remembered that tonight is Deadliest Catch. It would be embarrassing to have been a weather wimp and then watch hard working crab fishermen from my comfy chair.

Allan hooked up the water trailer and, while he filled it at the boatyard, I began watering the boatyard garden.  The north wind had been 20 mph and ever so cold all day.  I was lucky that the faucets down the inside of the fence all had hoses hooked up, and none of the hoses were pulled up into boats.

watering through the obstacle course from inside the fence

One feels small under the big boats.

cold; I had changed into winter clothes

a curbside poppy

boat guy working

deer are eating the columbines

poppies

Sadly, I had to trim the Stipa that was hanging over the sidewalk.

before

after (there is a difference)

The low sunlight made it hard to see the weeds, and the wind was pushing me around like a bully.  I managed to weed a bit along the back of the fence where the wind was less strong.

It takes Allan an hour and a half or more to water the Ilwaco route (depending on how well the pump and hose behave).  I was awfully glad when he was done so that we could go home.

lavender

Allan’s photos while watering the planters and street trees:

at the north end of the boatyard

sign going up on a new café

in the window of Wendi’s Attic

setting sun

one of the planters

While watering the post office garden, Allan saw this hole…

and thought a plant had been stolen.  It was just where I had yanked a diseased agastache that I had thought would look so good there….

view from behind the Stipa gigantea

and from the front

Allium christophii

Allium bulgaricum and Dutch iris

AKA Nectroscordum siculum

and aquilegia (columbine)

Another nine hour day.

Deadliest Catch featured an arctic hurricane. I was glad I had not let winds of maybe 25 mph stop me from watering.

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