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Sunday, 6 March 2016

Although I was obsessed with the scrapbook project, clear weather called me out into the garden to plant the new shrubs from Gossler Farms.


I was so eager I did not even put on gloves.

What I had to plant:




Allan’s photos: emerging lilies


weeded and old stalks removed


Allan’s photo: Gunnera in the bogsy woods (with seasonal puddle)

Looks like the gunnera is finally going to size up this year.


The hamamelis Teresa gave me, back by the bogsy wood (Allan’s photo)

It was nerve wracking planting under the alder trees in the roaring wind, so it went quickly.



so many weeds


walking around with a shrub trying to figure out where the heck to put it


back garden, east bed


lilies and horrible horsetail emerging


Paperbark maple by the old Danger Tree. Will be able to see it backlit when having a campfire at sunset.


Dranunculus vulgaris from Allan’s mum coming up


really need to move this sign…


…just need to shift it over to the next post to the south…


Ribes sanguineum (flowering currant)


Middle bed needs monster shotweeds removed..


west bed


east bed

I had so many hamemelis, all different, and wanted most of them in the front garden where I can see them easily in winter.  I put one in the back corner of Allan’s garden:


But that is just not right as one would have to walk way in there to smell the flowers.

Big accomplishment: I dug up a huge Mutabilis rose that was languishing under that tree, planted there in fall of 2010 when I had no deer fencing.  Moved it into now-fenced front garden…


Melianthus ‘Antenow’s Blue’ with cut back newly transplanted rose to its left. Melianthus will be cut back once it is done blooming.


Decision: The hamamelis cannot stay hidden way back there.

Moved it to along the fence, where it will get too big for the path.  Can it be esapaliered?  This was a special one called ‘Glowing Embers’.


It’s re-planted  but I am having doubts.


Allan’s photo, a primrose given me by Jayne Bailey (Bailey’s Café)


double hellebore and a fish given us by Allan’s sister, Pam


Lamprocapnos spectabilis


Lamprocapnos spectabilis ‘Alba’, and more


The huge melianthus is falling open and may also have to be cut back.



from the front porch

I retreat as the wind gets stronger, and I am so glad because I want to get back to my grandma’s scrapbooks.


just outside the front door


on my desk chair


They must be moved…


A good rain says I can work on scrapbooks with no gardening guilt.

Still not happy thinking about where I planted ‘Glowing Embers’!

Meanwhile, Allan had gone out on errands and done a bit of narcissi deadheading in Ilwaco.


Tulipa sylvestris


narcissi deadheads


tree garden


boatyard garden: from last night’s windstorm

In the evening, I began to weep (to my surprise) the moment the telly announcer said “Series finale of Downtown Abbey.

Tomorrow is supposed to be windy and rainy: a scrapbook blogging day, I hope.

Ginger’s Garden Diaries


 from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago:

1995 (age 70):

March 6: Brought (into porch) several wheelbarrows of wood. Stacked some wet wood separate and there is enough for a couple of loads to porch. Then I tilled under the winter rye behind garage and in “tomato area” where I’ve been putting the kitchen compost all winter. Weeded the winter carrots, leeks and celeriac.

1998 (age 73):

March 6:  Store day.  Paid power and phone bill, went to Tim’s, both banks, Rite Aid and QFC.  Spent $98 at QFC—They had MMOJ [Minute Maid Orange Juice] on sale again.  It was sunny but cool.  Received Park Seed dahlias (2) and begonias.  They aren’t nearly as big as the Dutch Gardens.

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From a sunnier day: I think I forgot to post this lovely crocus, the first of the large ones, back by the bogsy woods.


From February 6

Wednesday, 10 February 2016

A hard rain followed by light drizzle gave us a day off. The forecast suggests five more days of rain will follow.  I looked at last year’s spreadsheet and saw that, except for one Long Beach day at the end of January, we did not begin work till February 10th, so we have not fallen behind yet.  And we had so very much more to do last year.   Sea Star Gardening has taken on our Boreas Inn and Casa Pacifica jobs and Andersen’s RV Park was a huge spring clean up job that we no longer have (since owner Lorna sold the place in July of 2015). We have one less private garden as well, and Todd now cares for his brother Eric’s Wiegardt Gallery, so we have eight fewer days of garden clean up to do in February and March.  That makes me happy.

Before enacting my plan of settling in with a book, I took a walk around the front garden.  (I wish Smokey could have joined me.  He is still having to stay inside while his paw heals.  He is not a happy cat.)


view from the porch


Geranium macrorrhizum is certainly blooming early…



Acanthus ‘Hollard’s Gold’ continuing to brighten the scene.


Allan’s box of succulents



double hellebores


single white hellebore


“black” hellebore


way in the back of Allan’s garden, a hellebore that escaped having its tatty old leaves trimmed


Hamamelis (witch hazel)


moved these from the back patio to front garden last weekend…


front path, looking east


last year’s allium head blown into the garden


last year’s alliums


Many hellebores need to be turned up to see their greatest beauty.  They’d be best dangling over a wall.


Crocus tommies are in a decline…soon to be followed by larger crocus.


In the front garden, with the dark foliage of a “black” hellebore emerging at lower right


Scrophularia variegata (variegated figwort sounds prettier) and hellebore.



Japanese maple in a pot not looking very lively.


Not happy about this great hellebore  being hidden behind the big pot.


Love the bright new foliage of the lamprocapnos and the promise of flower bus

What, you might ask, is Lamprocapnos?  It is the new name for Dicentra, I am sorry to say.  You can read all about the change here, where I also learned its common names aside from Bleeding Heart, including “Venus’s Car, Lady’s Locket, Lyre Flower, Tearing Hearts, Our Lady in a Boat, Chinese Pants”


grape hyacinth and a fern that needs trimming, backed with Euonymous ‘Wolong Ghost’


Iris reticulata and some fine looking soil with good texture.  And a California poppu, lower right.


first narcissi in the front garden


Daphne buds backed with Azara microphylla variegata

For readers who’ve been enjoying the excerpts from my mother’s garden diaries of 20 some years ago, I’m sorry to say she did not make any entries for February 10th.

My plan for reading a book changed to reading and transcribing her diaries and scheduling them to appear, by month, at the end of each month of 2016.  I’ll continue to add pertinent posts to matching dates in my ongoing journal of the year.


Allan brought back this photo of one of the Ilwaco planters today.


“Look at the camera!” says Ed.  Ed and Jackson Strange came over for a minute but only Allan saw them; he was string trimming the lawn while I was indoors typing away.

Thursday, 11 February 2016

noon:  On this stormy day, I continued to be obsessed with transcribing my mother’s diaries, even though a gardening book arrived from the library that I am desperate to sit and read.  I am (surprisingly not frantically) concerned about being sent to a neurologist in March; as soon as my primary care RN invoked the words “possible brain tumor, benign or malignant”, I imagined going blind (as happened to a good friend and avid gardener, Mary F., who later died from her gioblastoma) and thought, “I must get these diaries set up NOW to publish once a month through 2016!”  Yesterday I completed transcibing them through May and hope to make much more progress today, while the gardening book by Dan Pearson taunts me from the other side of the room.  The monthly entry will include more illustrations and non-gardening posts than the daily share from her diary (which I am adding to my blog posts day by day).

I remember my mother getting many tests, including CAT scans, to try to get to the bottom of her dizziness (and migraines) and she never got a diagnosis that helped to cure her of the problem.  I find that mildly reassuring.  My primary care RNs other ideas were TIAs or “maybe just glucose” so…we shall see, as the results of assorted tests roll in.

Later: I got June, July and August and one year of September transcribed.  I am a fast (if not accurate) four finger typist.  Still, how do people sit at a desk all day?

Transcribing the month my father died was a poignant experience.

Here is my mom’s entry from 21 years ago today:


1995 (age 70):

Feb 11: Supposed to be below freezing by tomorrow so: Finally I spread mulch on as many flower beds as I could before I ran out of mulch and strength.  (I got very dizzy and nauseated.)  I used all 5 bags of shredded leaves from last fall and recent shredding.  The stuff in old burn barrel was all composted below 1/3 of pile.



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