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Monday, 18 February 2019

Long Beach

We would have started at the Heron Pond had there been a parking place.  Instead, we began with the City Hall gardens.

I was so pleased with how the Stihl trimmer (The Toy) worked on the ornamental grasses on the west side that this is the only photo I took there.

I did not ask my phone to make its photo all artsy black and white.

Allan did better with before and after photos on the east side of city hall.

before
after

I channeled Gardeners’ World’s Carol Klein by putting some cuttings of Artemisia ‘Powis Castle’ into a plastic baggie to keep them fresh till I can pot them up.  I had forgotten to bring a baggie but had fortuitously found one in the gutter (lord knows what was once in it).

Before we had quite finished cleaning up, Allan espied a parking space by the pond, a block away, and hightailed the van over there to snag it, then came back for the wheelbarrow and tools.

While he tidied and weeded and clipped around the pond, I did the same for the north two blocks worth of planters, therefore missing the traditional photo of Allan crossing the little waterfall without falling in.

His work location could have been viewed on the Heron Cam, shown here the following afternoon…

…so someone would surely see if he lost his balance.

My planter photos:

Erysiumum ‘Bowles Mauve’

The Toy works wonderfully at trimming small stems in the planters, and I believe it has already saved me hours of clipping.

Before:

a messy golden oregano

after (with hand clipping around the bulb foliage):

I helped Allan finish the last bit of work around the pond.

our audience

Allan’s Heron Pond photos:

before
after
before
after

before
after

Note how the underwear shows on the way across to the waterfall (and around the edges). I want to avoid this with our pond.

Next came Veterans Field and the Police Station rugosa roses, with only an hour clipping before time to clean up and dump debris.

Neither area allowed for use of The Toy; both required big loppers and the cutting of individual stems.

Police station (Allan’s photos):

before
after

Veterans Field flag pavilion, before…

Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies” has very tough stems.

The great big mess (Allan’s photo) had me fearing we would not get done by dark.

We prevailed. (I left the Salvia ‘Hot Lips’ unclipped because we are still due for some cold nights.)

Way over by that white car, below, is the little corner garden.

Because I did not get that far, I cannot erase Vet Field from the work list.  We did make an excellent dent today and also scored a gorgeous bookshelf from a “free” pile on our way home.

This morning:

This evening:

None of these work accomplishments are refined and perfect weeding jobs, just the somewhat rough first clean up.

Tuesday, 19 February 2019

I spent the next day in the greenhouse at home, avoiding the rain by potting up some plants for my sale and rearranging my room to accommodate the new book shelf.  This meant that I actually emptied out my ancient and ugly filing cabinet, the one full of old letters from friends and of sorted articles (on non-gardening topics) that I have been collecting since the 70s.  Putting the files into two cardboard boxes does not mean that I can erase “filing cabinet” from my at home list.

I have a plan for the old filing cabinet.  More on this later.

Allan’s outing included taking some of his boating book to Time Enough Books (where it had sold out!) and a quick tidy of the post office garden.

Ilwaco Post Office, before
after

I even booted up my computer to write this post instead of writing from the depths of my comfy chair.  With rain due tomorrow as well, there may be a blog break.  I feel more comfortable and less pressured when the blog is running at least three days behind.

 

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What have we done this year for the holidays?  Not much.  I did not decorate one little bit, because I did not want to give up reading and gardening time to put up a tree and then take it down again.

Oh, but wait.  I did put out one piece of Christmas decoration, something I have had since 1977:

We have had enough seasonal festivity to make this Season’s Greetings post.  (Soon, I will catch up on the reading and gardening news for December.)

Saturday, 15 December 2018

We had our holiday dinner at the Depot Restaurant early with Our Kathleen, because her schedule would not permit her to join us on Christmas eve.  Our repast was so delicious that I must show you. Even though some people make fun of pictures of dinner, I know for a fact that some of you like that sort of thing.

bubbly, cheesy, flavourful French onion soup

the winter’s best wilted spinach salad

delicately prepared fish for Allan, with a lemony sauce

Kathleen chose the Thai calamari appetizer for her entree.

My favourite winter menu dish, the Cingiale Brasato

flan

sorbet duo

tiramisu

The Depot tree, decorated in a foodie theme, and in the window box, African daisies are still blooming

We decided to forgo our traditional Christmas crackers and exchanged presents without opening them.

Tuesday, 18 December 2018

My own personal mission was to not leave my property.  However, we could not miss our holiday tradition of enjoying the Christmas Village display at the Hungry Harbor Grille in Long Beach.

a Christmas crab pot in our post office garden

On the way, we picked up more books from the library, where we found a Christmas carol gathering.

Allan’s photo

We drove to the end of the Bolstad beach approach to see how far up the massive, storm driven tide had come. Quite, far, with driftwood all the way to the picnic shelters.  Allan acquired a bundle of kelp for compost bins, stuffing it into the back of the van.

a feast day for some gulls

in the planter outside, flowers still blooming in our unusually mild winter

even bigger than usual

I imagine myself in the idyllic scene, where the snow is not slippery and where everyone likes each other.

Each building is so detailed, one could spend hours looking in the windows.  Pilgrim Pat, who first took us to see this village, used to take binoculars so that she could see the details of the far away buildings.

Below, I like the triangular building.  It reminds me of Seattle.  Behind it, by the window, it the apartment building with a roof garden which is my choice of where to live, on the top floor and with the garden as part of my domain.

Why I choose that instead of a house can only be explained by my fond memories of the year when I lived in the Gables apartments in Seattle.

The Gables would fit right into the village.  My apartment was on the second floor off the central courtyard.

Allan went outside the restaurant and, through the window, got two side views of my apartment building.

Looks like we somehow got our heavy cement curved bench up to the roof garden!

I now might rather choose to live in the new little float house:

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo; it is rather exciting that the TARDIS is there.

Allan’s photo

The village harbour has a multitude of lighthouses.

Allan’s photo

the ghost ship

Clang, clang, clang went the trolley,
Ding, ding, ding went the bell…as the trolley zoomed by the fish market…

…and the Long Beach Tavern.

The Clamshell Railroad was running, too.

As darkness fell, the carnival lights came on.

one of several lodgings to stay when you visit

If you would like to watch a video that shows the trains and the trolley, click here.  It is rather noisy from other diners; just imagine that you are sitting in a popular café with a view of the village.

We dined on the pasta special and a Reuben sandwich.

Night had come by the time we left the village.

the lights of Long Beach

Allan photographed the Shelburne Hotel on our way home (with our van whiffing of salty kelp):

And he walked to the next block to get a photo of the Christmas lights at Lucy Dagger’s house:

a piratical Christmas

In the evening, I read a book about another village where (despite an alarming number of murders) life is cozy and friends are friends for life.

After that excursion, I did not have to leave the property for five blissful days. Every day is a holiday of reading, gardening, puttering, and projects.  Skooter sleeps in even later than we do….

Monday, 24 December 2018

We had the pleasure of a visit from Mary and Denny, formerly of Klipsan Beach Cottage and now easing into their retirement in their new home in nearby Naselle.  After so many years of being constantly on call at the cottage resort, Mary says she is going to have to figure out what she likes to do in all her free time.  Mary and Denny were on their way to a late afternoon Christmas Eve dinner at the Depot, and our own Dickens Christmas Eve dinner came later at 7:30 PM.

The Depot Restaurant

Dickens dinner

The glory of Yorkshire pudding

Allan tried a new menu item of spice meat balls and hummus.

Window boxes still flowering

Egg nog flan

View from our table

On the tree




We opened our presents late in the evening and now, for us, the celebration is done and we will return to gardening, puttering, reading, and projects—one of which is to catch up with a few blog posts before going on another short blogging hiatus.

 

 

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Thursday, 11 October 2018

Long Beach

At last we had time to do a project that had been weighing on my mind: dig out the wire vine, Muehlenbeckia axillaris, from the planter in front of Stormin’ Norman’s.

I planted it years ago, thinking it was a cute little trailing house plant that would not make it through the winter.  After a very few years, it had done this:

before: a great splodge of Muehlenbeckia axillaris (wire vine)

It had been cute and then had gone suddenly berserk.

We dug it out, but did not take all the soil out because we thought we could control any wire vine that popped out from pieces of root. (And oh, how we had tried to sift through and get all those pieces.)

Today:

before

The wire vine has returned throughout the planter despite semi-diligent attempts at control.

We were incredibly lucky during the digging out stage to get a parking spot right next to the planter.

Allan moves the trailer closer in.

such a lucky spot!

Before:

Allan’s photo

cleaning the perennials

After all the plants were out, as Allan removed the soil in the wire vine planter, I pulled the Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ from the next planter.

before

after

Most merchants don’t like tall plants in front of their shops. The Wind World Kites guy loves the crocosmia and jokes that he now has nowhere to hide.

After much digging and removing all the soil and the tattered years-old landscape fabric that separates soil from gravel, we found roots down IN the gravel.  This is ominous.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

We hauled the heavy debris to city works and dumped it in an inhospitable spot and returned with buckets of the last of the mulch pile and some landscape fabric from the works shop.  It was utterly exhausting, heavy work, especially because this time we had to park half a block away and haul everything

My back was panging, so I answered some garden questions while standing straight against a wall.  Part of the job is to be friendly to tourists.

The woman in blue was from England and had lived there till 1958.  I asked her if she had heard of garden writer Marion Cran.  She had not.

with new fabric to keep the soil from migrating into the rock

I had had rather a stroke of genius; we also brought the last two hanging basket innards and used that soil to extend what we had.

Allan’s photos

putting plants back in

Allan deadheaded a block worth of planters while I re planted.

Allan’s photo

Upon his return, the planter was done.  Many bulbs were also replanted.

Last week:

Stormin’ Norman’s

Today, after:

I was able to salvage all the perennials by carefully inspecting their roots.  I will be watching closely for any sign of wire vine emerging from them; if it does, out they will come.

Across the street is a planter I quite like (even though the matching santolina was stolen).

I have enjoyed Cosmos ‘Xanthos’.

pink gaura

I used the pink gaura to replace the bad agastaches in the Agastache Catastrophe (a batch with diseased leaves).  The gaura has been good and has bloomed longer, with no deadheading, than the agastache does.  I will use it again next year, along with perhaps the shorter white one, ‘So White’.

colourful Long Beach

After our project, we deadheaded and tidied a few more planters.

chrysanthemums

a rogue white flower stem

Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and yellow chrysanths

pink chrysanthemums starting to fade

I love the chrysanthemums that have perennialized in some of the planters.  They take up too much room to have them in every one.

The Shelburne Hotel

We had time to tidy up the back garden at the Shelburne.  Chef Casey had found akebia fruits on the south fence.  I sought them out under cover of the vine.

the akebia vine that I planted years ago

akebia fruits…I saved one to try out but I have forgotten to do so.

(I did try it a couple of days later.  The insides have a sweet pulp that is so full of seeds that there is little food to offer.)

Asian pears on the west fence

Someone had filled the bird bath with bean seeds. (Allan’s photo)

The beans in pots are well past their prime.

I picked off some moldy old beans….

…and then realized I remembered the hotel’s Halloween event and realized I should leave them till after Halloween.   I then decided to leave the old Joe Pye Weed and some other plants to add a spookier ambiance to the front garden.

spooky Joe Pye weed

“Get ready to sit, sip, and talk to the spirits at the Shelburne Hotel. Will be having Chariot reading Tarot cards by appointment (starting at 6pm on 10/26), Adrift Distillers Amaro release (10/27 from 5pm-7pm), seasonal cuisine, and cocktails that represents the spirits at the hotel.

Will be playing the Shining in the Inglenook both nights as well.

COSTUMES ENCOURAGED.

So join us for our haunted gathering at the Shelburne. Dine and drink with the ghost…maybe even say hello?”

The Shelburne’s sister hotel, Adrift, suggests something about a ghost in the garden!

Hmmm.  I’m not saying whether or not I have ever seen Annie May in the garden.

front garden, looking north

and south

Halloween is a good reason to leave the long, draping wisteria till November before a preliminary pruning.

We rewarded ourselves for an exhausting day with a tasty meal and drink in the Shelburne pub.

As diners arrived at the pub, Brian O’ Connor began to sing, as he does every Thursday.  You can sit in the living room to listen and dine, or sit in the pub with the music as ambiance.

His deep and distinctive voice has an emotional quality that draws a regular audience on Thursday nights.

We heard part of the performance during our relaxing meal.

chop salad with fried chicken, fish and chips, cranberry cosmo

The bartender and I agreed that even though we are not usually fans of fried chicken, the version offered at the pub is delectable.  (I get it as a side on the salad.)

so good

fish and chips (Allan’s photo)

My favourite dessert on the peninsula these days is the pub’s cheesecake tart with blackberry topping.

On the way home, we checked out some Halloween decorations in Ilwaco.

Lake Street

Spruce Street

Lake Street (Pirate Lucy Dagger’s house)

We have accomplished all our little work board projects other than mulching.

accomplishments still don’t include the indoor at home projects left over from last winter

I enjoyed the partial emptiness for a moment before adding Bulb Time.

That list is even missing two small job.

Tomorrow, the bulbs come and the sorting begins, a rather dreaded task that hurts my brain.

 

 

 

 

 

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Tuesday, 2 October 2018

I had hoped for another reading day.  Sunny weather sent us out to work, thwarting my desire to spend a day reading Marion Cran.

the red rain gauge

the very big spider

Long Beach

Writing up the September planter reference post over the weekend had filled me with desire to clip back the tatty looking Geranium ‘Rozanne’. Like this one:

I did not get an after, but I did get a photo of the Salvia leucantha:

And the smoke shop:

smoke shop, before

after

Not every Rozanne needed clipping, just maybe half of them. Probably depends on how much wind each planter gets.

one of many wheelie carts of Rozanne debris for my compost bins

Meanwhile, Allan had been digging the big old lavender out of the planter we redid last week.  It had looked just awful in the planter reference post:

last week: Fifth Street Park NE, just redone, big lavender has to go

after, today

Allan’s photo, not easy to dig out

new soil and planting

after

We did a bit of clipping and deadheading in Fifth Street Park.  It is looking at its best now—after the tourists have mostly gone home.

NW corner

I love the purple aster.

I divided that aster from the boatyard; I wish I could remember its name.  The tall asters are the ones I like, and I must collect more.

I hope planty people notice my Melianthus major.

SW corner of park

South side; these grasses (which a landscape architect chose years ago for this spot) will flop forward over the lawn soon.

corner

Each street corner had a supposed dwarf pine, chosen by the same landscape architect.  This side it is indeed dwarf, and the other side is huge!

I got to pet these darlings.

We saw Scott and Tony walking Bailey and Rudy through town, two more dogs to pet.

Scott and Bailey

Tony and Rudy

It was past time to dig the dangity blang non blooming cosmos out of the welcome sign—AND the one that was blooming, because it could not stay there all by itself.

before, back

after

both sides, before

after

front, before

after

We saw a big frog, a medium frog, and a little baby frog.

big

medium

little (Allan’s photos)

I am sure they had a bad day, with their shelter being almost all removed.

The debris looked more impressive before Allan walked on it. (This is after).

Well.  That was my worst failure of a garden bed in long time.  I picked Cosmos ‘Sensation’, even though I knew it gets tall, because I thought the Geranium ‘Rozanne’ would grow vigorously and swamp a shorter cosmos.  So the cosmos was too tall for the sign.  Even where I did not have to clip it, it did not bloom, perhaps because the conditions there are too lush.  It is one of the few gardens that has an irrigation system.  I hope that next year will be better.

I kept the non weedy debris for my compost bins.  The cosmos root balls would get dumped at city works because they have horsetail in them. On the way, we did some clean up at city hall.

clipping back floppy Miscanthus ‘Variegata’, west side

after (Allan’s photo)

City Hall, west side

I noticed that the baskets were down!

I am happy to say I snagged all four baskets (minus the basket) out of the debris pile when we went to dump.

On the way home, we pulled Gladiolus papilio out of one last planter.

Last week: Vacant lot, too much running Gladiolus papilio, Rozanne is tired

today

We got home in time to deal with the vast amount of compost.

clipping into smaller pieces and layering green and brown

We had found one dramatically fasciated cosmos:

It was not till a few days later that I read that fasciation may be caused by a virus and such material should not be composted.  Oh well.  I LIKE fasciated stems.

I enjoy fall clean up and composted and petting dogs, so this was a good work day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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24 September 2018

Long Beach, Washington

My monthly planter reference post.  Pretty dull for anyone other than me.

Six blocks of planters, going north to south

 

Block one, east side

law office (just Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and golden oregono)

law office

Dennis storage lot

Dennis storage lot

Block one, west side

Dennis Co north (lots of Knautia that used to be variegated, reverted to green)

Dennis Co north, Rozanne is too far gone to look good but still blooming

Dennis Co south

Dennis Co south, my favourite

Block two, east side

Elks. Rozanne still good here

Elks

NIVA green with old dwarf rhodie

NIVA green

Block two, west side

Scoopers north

Scoopers north, escallonia left from volunteer days, green santolina

Scoopers south

Scoopers south also has old dwarf rhodie

Block three, east side

Pharmacy parking lot

LB Pharmacy parking lot, finally started pulling the mint

Cottage Bakery

Cottage Bakery, Knautia ‘Thunder and Lightning’ reverted to green

Funland

Funland, where someone stole the north side santolina 😦

Police Station

Police Station

Block three, west side

SW of stoplight corner

SW of stoplight corner, has old rose reverted to root stock that I want out

Wind World Kites

Wind World Kites

Stormin’ Norman’s

Stormin’ Norman, needs total dig out because of wire vine, pink gaura has been rather fragile

I put in pink gauras to replace the bad agastaches that were diseased.  Semi-successful, people admire them, but they are brittle.

Third Street Park (Gazebo)

Gazebo

Block four, east side

Lewis and Clark Square

Lewis and Clark Square

Carnival Gifts, shrubby, and with mint

Carnival Gifts, shrubby from volunteer days

Carousel, must pull crocosmia, and oh! the horses have been taken in for the winter

Carousel

Fifth Street Park NE

Fifth Street Park NE, shrubby from volunteer days, giant hebe, running rose, woody old lavenders, should at least get the lavenders out

Block four, west side

Third Street Park

Third Street Park, tired Rozanne needs clipping

Hungry Harbor

Hungry Harbor, has a good very dark leaved phygelius but too much golden oregano

Sweet Phees with excessive golden oregano

Sweet Phees, more interesting from the inside with heuchera and astilbe

Fifth Street Park NE, just redone, big lavender has to go soon

Fifth Street Park NW

Block five, east side

Fifth Street Park SE with Salvia leucantha

Fifth Street Park SE, Rozanne is tired, will clip next time

Oceanic RV Park

Oceanic RV Park, Crocosmia trying to come back, must pull

Coastal inn with great zauchsneria in the middle

Coastal Inn, all in a boring muddle from the other side

Block five, west side

Fifth Street Park SW, where the veronica redeemed itself with a rebloom along the edge

Fifth Street Park SW

smoke shop, tired Rozanne needs clipping

Smoke shop has nice yellow dahlias. Rozanne looks good from inside

Streetside Tacos, love the very old santolina, Rozanne still good

Streetside Tacos, this was one of my four original volunteer planters so those santolinas are about 20 years old

Block six, east side

vacant lot

Vacant lot, too much running Gladiolus papilio on south end, must pull!, and Rozanne is tired

Paws by the Sea pet shop

pet shop, escallonias from volunteer days

Powell and Seillor accounting

Powell and Seillor, very windy planter

Block six, west side

Credit union

credit union, has good pink dahlias

bus stop, boring but ok, just took out and replaced old lavender

bus stop, boring low cranesbill geranium of some sort from volunteer

First Place Mall, the parsley amuses me

First Place Mall with parsley

 

 

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Wednesday, 26 September 2018

On Monday night, at midnight, after our excellent day out gardening touring, Skooter came roaring in the cat door with someone hot on his tail.  This time Allan got a look at the culprit, probably the same one who has chased Skooter in the dark before: it was the orange cat from across the street.  He was sitting on the gate looking back.

Skooter had a trace of blood on one paw.  We cleaned it and had been watching him.  After a Tuesday of slight limping and no improvement, I made an appointment for him at Oceanside Animal Clinic for this afternoon.  He and Frosty had to stay in for the first part of the day.  I was filled with dread at the thought of keeping Skooter indoors for a week of recuperation.  Much yowling, dirty looks and spraying in the house would surely ensue.

We would have time to water the Long Beach planters before the appointment.  We also did the September Planter Reference Post.  I will add it as a bonus post tonight because it is dull for most anyone but me.  The light was difficult today with sun and shadow.  It will be the only time for the rest of the month that we will be checking each planter, though, so the reference post must be done.

Long Beach

The city crew was fixing a flagpole in Veterans Field.

I do try to get photos of the crew at work because its workers are so beloved that they have their own fan group on Facebook.

Just a few photos taken while watering:

Othonna, wish I knew which one.

new batch of Cerinthe major purpurascens

Salvia leucantha (Allan’s photo)

The carousel horses have gone into winter storage. (Allan’s photo)

Allan took a photo as a reminder that back in about the year 1998-ish, the planters were installed and each one was taken on by a volunteer.  I did four, and that is what led to my being employed by Long Beach and eventually, when the volunteers mostly fizzled out, caring for all the planters, first with Robert and now with Allan.

handsomely refurbished building for rent

WHY must people tie their dogs in the gardens?

I did find the dog’s person and she did move the dog.  I went into the shop that the dog was watching so intently and asked loud enough for all to hear (with every effort to sound friendly) whose dog it was.

My camera continues to have a mind of its own, taking random photos at unpredictable intervals.  It caught this one of my bucket of compost clippings.

I found a rock.

I haven’t posted the Fish Alley mural this year.

Hanging baskets are still good at the police station.

interval

We got home at 1:15 to wrangle Skooter and found two vocally unhappy cats in the house.  As soon as Skooter was in his travel box (yowling), Frosty was so grateful to go out into the sunny day.

We were so relieved that Skooter did not have an abcess on his foot, just a puffy spot where a tiny piece of the neighbor cat’s claw had broken off!  The vet said she, too, has a cat who came to her as an outdoor cat and will not settle for being indoors.

Skooters paw before the other guy’s claw piece was removed.

Skooter was happy to be let out back at home onto the soft green grass.

Allan’s photo

He pretty much slept for 30 hours because of a couple of shots that he was given, waking only to hiss at me when I cleaned his paw.

Port of Ilwaco

We returned to work by finishing the tiny garden of roots at the Port of Ilwaco.

success, with two lavenders, some Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’, a curry plant and some poppy seeds.

To tie in with the CoHo charters lavascape to the west, I want to get a good heather to go in here.  NOT a boring white winter blooming heather, but one of the showy spiky ones that blooms in summer.

Here is a before photo. I think the curb might have been a slight casualty. The escallonia blocked traffic sightline from parking lot driveways.

The tall ship Hawaiian Chieftain was in port.  We took a short work break to have a look.

The Salmonater belongs to our neighbour, Jeff Norwood.

After that brief break, we attacked some of the Pennisetum macrourum in the boatyard garden. For years, this pushy grass stayed in a well-behaved clump at the south end.  And then it started to run, and run, and run.

before

half an hour later

before by Allan

A member of the Peninsula Gardeners stops to tell me that some plants I gave her are doing well.

after

There is still more to dig.  We throw it out in our wheelie bin, not in any debris pile.

still do to

This evening, we quit work early to go to a meeting at

Ilwaco Timberland Library.

Allan saw this family by where he parked.

The issue was an urgent one of sudden library closures.

a crowd entering the meeting room

Librarians setting up a feed for overflow crowd in the library itself.

Allan’s photos of the full house:

The South Bend and Randle groups

From Brian Mittge on Facebook:

The people of Randle came by LEWIS Mountain bus all the way to the corner of the state in Ilwaco and spoke loudly that they would fight to keep their library after a draft Timberland Regional Library administrative report recommended closing it and many other small libraries (including Salkum, Packwood and maybe Winlock, depending on how you read between the lines). The seven members of the Timberland Board, who hadn’t seen the draft report until quite recently, voted unanimously to keep Randle open for at least one more year.

So tonight was a good night, but if y’all care about your small local libraries, it might be wise to look into budgets and facility reports. This issue isn’t going away. Check out the draft facilities plan here:http://avca_media.s3.amazonaws.com/…/Proposed_Capital_Facil…

It’s important to note that this proposal from administration doesn’t necessarily have the support of the seven trustees, who would be the ones to vote on any library closure.

By the way, props to Brian Zylstra for calmly and thoughtfully leading a meeting that could have gone sideways, and to Edna Fund for eloquence, urgency and clarity in her remarks.

Dedication to their library!

Here are the notes I took.  I started typing them into my phone halfway through the meeting.  I wish I had started earlier. Many people spoke passionately and so eloquently.  In fact, everyone was eloquent, from librarians themselves to off-the-grid residents of Randle. Could it be because all were bonded by their love of books and years of library life? I think so!

Comments from many different library patrons:

We’ve had 17 years of war maybe that’s why we don’t have money for libraries. 

The small town libraries are used as warming centers and for people who have no internet access at home to get fishing or burning permits and other online things.

These libraries are the only Community centers in small towns. 

South bend library was closed this week with no warning because of issues with the building. 

People off the grid in Randle use the library for many services.

Poverty and lack of transport even for five miles (re proposal that the Raymond library be used to replace South Bend’s library permanently.)

After school, South Bend children walk to the library.

Widening gap between haves and have nots 

Arts and humanities programs that schools no longer offer are available at the library.

Every decision we make today affects the world we live in tomorrow. We’re diminishing our future by closing libraries.

The library is an anti depressant and anti isolation for youth and seniors. The lack of a library’s community facilities will lead to depression, suicide, and geriatric death. 

Every community had the same story about how important their library is.

Why are the three lowest income highest poverty rate communities the ones with are their libraries under threat?

Montesano and Hoquiam are on the chopping block with no notice so their residents were not here. 

Many shared stories of childhood library memories. 

We need our country to be smarter and make better decisions and help the world. 

After the meeting, the Randle people gathered by their chartered bus for the three plus hour drive back home.

Allan’s photo

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Tuesday, 4 September 2018

The day began stressfully with a letter from the Social Security administration saying that Allan had been dumped off Medicare.  Two hours on the phone ensued.  There had been a misunderstanding (his) re how the full amount gets paid—too complicated to explain how it happened.  The money got sent as soon as the phone calls were done and meanwhile we are waiting in hope that he is reinstated without having to reapply.  I am glad that I did not know that he was only partially ensured when he drove to Ocean Shores and back on September 1st.  (Update, ten days and many lengthy phone calls and emails later, he has still not managed to get reinstated and they will not cash the darn check.  My teeth hurt from grinding them in my sleep.  Like many women I know, I fear becoming destitute because of medical bills  I am worried about this situation on the daily.  It is the unwritten undercurrent in the next ten days of blog posts, since the blog is running ten days behind.)

A friend who works with the elderly said she sees piles of Medicare related paperwork in their homes.  She used to wonder why they did not just get it sorted out, until she became Medicare age herself and found out how complicated it is.

So I worked today in an intensely worried frame of mind, and we got started over two hours late.

Long Beach

Watering the street trees and planters…

We are deadheading as usual but leaving tatty looking plant foliage just to keep the planters full through Rod Run, in hopes that full planters will discourage sitters.

I look forward to trimming them up next week.

Why is one Geranium ‘Rozanne’ across the street red leaved and dry looking?

I went back across the street and watered it a second time.  The leaves did not look diseased on close examination.

I hope.

Hesperantha starting to bloom, a sign of fall (Allan’s photo)

New paint job on Carnival Gifts.  I like a blue building.

I found a rock from Yakima Valley Rocks.

Although the sky was as blue as the rock, the cold wind made it a challenging three hours of watering.  The east side of the street was much colder than the west side, and fortunately I did the east side first and was pleasantly surprised by the west side being less miserable.

You might recall my sadness while working on my cat memorial garden last weekend ago and my missing Smoky so much.  And my revelation that it’s because a really affectionate and bonded-with-me cat had not come along, not to replace him, but to be a comfort.  As I was close to the end of watering, an acquaintance came up to me and said she had 16 cats to rehome, from a cat collector who had recently died.  I asked if any of them were lovey dovey lap cats and she said “Mittens!”  I said “Text me after Rod Run and we will come have a look at them.”  If one of those cats is the special cat I need to help me stop grieving daily for Smoky, I might stop being a cynic about all things “woo woo” and might think something cosmic has happened.

There is also a Newfoundland dog…my favourite breed….a non drooler!  And he is used to being left home during the day.  But no.  No, I mustn’t.  I like my sleep too well to be getting up in the night or early morning to let a dog out.  Surely.  (Update ten days later—I have not been contacted about the cats. Maybe it is just as well; I would rather adopt a new cat during staycation.)

We got done at four. (Allan’s photo)

We did not have time to water the Shelburne.  I was ever so glad we had done so on Sunday after Cella’s party, or we’d have been in even worse trouble today.  (I don’t mean trouble with the Shelburne owners, just trouble with how to fit in all the watering after starting late.)

Ilwaco

I put on my sweatshirt and winter scarf to weed and water at the boatyard, while Allan watered the downtown trees and planters.

Why must I find pulled up elephant garlic every time?

I break up the cloves and replant them.  Often, the puller-upper does not even take the flower.

After an hour of weeding, I watered from behind the fence.  I was concerned because one of the ceanothus looked all brown on the back side.  I hoped it was not because someone had sprayed any weedkiller or random boat chemical.

The second ceanothus looked fine.

I trimmed the burnt looking foliage off the first one.

before

after

On further thought, no one would spray roundup that high up.  So the mystery remains.

I hope nothing bad spreads to the middle and front of the ceanothus.  I have a matched set and if one dies, the symmetry will be thrown off in a way that would be most distressing to me. (Update ten days later; they both look fine so far.)

There are two ceanothus and a cistus, and one rosemary (because one died, and I have not managed to replace it).

Stipa gigantea

Allan picked up me and the trailer of weeds and took us both home, where I watered containers while he went back out to water our volunteer gardens at the post office and fire station.  Yesterday, at Cella’s party, he pointed out to someone that I come up with these volunteer gardens and then he is the one who has to water them.  True.

 

 

 

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