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Saturday, 9 November, 2013

I had set a goal of sorting bulbs from noon till six, then going to a community dinner, then some more sorting.  I even took a photo of the bulb room on my phone in case I had no time to blog other than from the phone app.  And then…  I went outside to take some photos of the garden so I would have an easy little something about which to blog at the end of the day.

Hebe in Allan's garden

Hebe in Allan’s garden

another of Allan's hebes, the one that looks just like a juniper.

another of Allan’s hebes, the one that looks just like a juniper.

side garden fuchsia

side garden fuchsia

another Fuchsia

another Fuchsia

a pretty Lysimachia blooming in a pot....Sorry so uninformative about the names!

a pretty Lysimachia blooming in a pot….Sorry so uninformative about the names!

Just a few tiny flowers still on the Dicentra scandens; most of it has died back.

Just a few tiny flowers still on the Dicentra scandens; most of it has died back.

heathers waiting to be planted

heathers waiting to be planted

Yes, heathers!  I was lured by these at Back Alley Gardens and they are the first heathers I have ever bought for myself.  I like the upright shapes, just cannot figure out where to put them.

Hydrangea 'Pistachio' waiting to planted because I have not found the perfect spot.

Hydrangea ‘Pistachio’ waiting to planted because I have not found the perfect spot.

my topiary bird, a gift from Sarah Sloane

my topiary bird, a gift from Sarah Sloane

The trouble started when I looked in the greenhouse and was reminded of the various plants I recently acquired at Back Alley Gardens and have not yet planted.

greenhouse

plants to winter over, and ones that should get planted

I lost the tag for the one below; it has been blooming blue for several weeks and I have no clue what it is, or how big it gets:

impressive blue thing

impressive blue thing

I continued my tour down the east side of the garden.

Penstemon backed with Euphorbia

Penstemon backed with Euphorbia

some kale I can't seem to get around to harvesting

some kale I can’t seem to get around to harvesting

Leycesteria 'Golden Lanterns'

Leycesteria ‘Golden Lanterns’

a color echo with Sedum 'Autumn Joy'

a color echo with Sedum ‘Autumn Fire’ (yes, Fire instead of Joy)

cotoneaster berries and rose hips

cotoneaster berries and rose hips

a Euphorbia in waiting to put on a late winter flower show

a Euphorbia in waiting to put on a late winter flower show

There is work going on next door on the crab pots and some have emerged all bright and ready from under the silver tarp.

with old debris pile in foreground

with old debris pile in foreground

Almost to the bogsy woods, I was reminded why I don’t go back there on windy days.

two of several branches down from last Saturday's windstorm...not even from the Danger Tree

two of several branches down from last Saturday’s windstorm…not even from the Danger Tree

Across the south end of the mixed beds:

a few Nicotiana langsdorfii flowers

a few Nicotiana langsdorfii flowers

"black" scabiosa

“black” scabiosa

tall and dramatic Eupatorium heads (Joe Pye Weed)

tall and dramatic Eupatorium heads (Joe Pye Weed)

a golden hydrangea reminds me I should (but did not) put out some Sluggo.

a golden hydrangea reminds me I should (but did not) put out some Sluggo.

Turning to walk up the west side path…

Schizostylis and Hebe

Schizostylis and Hebe

Escallonia 'Pink Princess' blooming ridiculously late

Escallonia ‘Pink Princess’ blooming ridiculously late

more hardy fuchsias

more hardy fuchsias

We just last night watched a Ciscoe Morris show in which he said Fuchsia ‘Lady Boothby’ gets 14 feet tall.  I must have it!

Physocarpus leaves backed with Leycesteria 'Jealousy'

Physocarpus leaves backed with Leycesteria ‘Jealousy’

Almost at the north end of the west path, major procrastination slammed headlong into my bulb sorting plans.  I took a photo of another hardy Fuchsia and pondered how there is nothing to stop the eye from seeing the white white white garage next door.

view through to garage

view through to garage

When Nora was alive, I liked to leave the views open for her to see the garden.  Now I realized this would be an excellent spot for three of the evergreens I got from Back Alley…the ones languishing in the greenhouse.

I tried to ignore the project, taking another photo.

golden pineapple sage and dahlia

golden pineapple sage and dahlia

One look  back did me in.  I could move the blueberry to the cleared area of the debris pile and oh, I should do it now on this mild, pleasant day, much too nice a day to be sorting bulbs in the garage.

I could just move that blueberry....

I could just move that blueberry….

An hour later, three new plants were in and the blueberry and a Kerria japonica variegata had been moved to the debris pile and the bogsy wood.  I madly pulled potatoes out of hole in the debris pile that the blueberry went into.

after....I just walked away from the mess when done planting.

after….I just walked away from the mess when done planting.

I planted a Eucryphia ‘Nymansay’ and a Olearia traversii…and a third little tree whose tag I HAD but I fear it may have gotten buried and I now have no clue what it is.  Maybe Pam Fleming of Back Alley Gardens will know:

It is silver and lovely

It is silver and lovely

with delicate brown stems and tiny leaves.

with delicate brown stems and tiny leaves.

[Next day: I found the tag: Leptospermum lanigerum ‘Silver Form’]

Oh, by the way, Stephen and John of the wonderful bayside garden that I visited with Nancy not long ago have now discovered Back Alley as well and bought some very cool plants there to enhance their garden….including a Mahonia ‘Dan Hinkley’ that escaped me!  Good find!

I had already changed my socks twice and shoes once.  Twice because I put feet in nice dry socks back into the first pair of wet shoes.  In watering the new plants in I managed to pour water into my shoe.

dagnab it

dagnab it

At 1:45 I finally entered bulb land, wet shoe and all, and buckled down to work, fueled by two of Allan’s brownies.

bulb central

bulb central

I applied myself pretty well except for a couple of walks down to Judy’s house (four doors down) to share some potatoes and the one rather small acorn squash.  She had had plants to dig up two old mugo pines and replace them with fresh dwarf ones, but football had intervened.

It is not as easy as it used to be to stand and sort for many hours, so I truly did need a couple of little walks.

Meanwhile, I thought Allan had been out goofing off or perhaps collecting the pile of bamboo left at the Depot Restaurant after yesterday’s job.  Instead he had been doing a hard slog at Ann’s garden clearing a rough area along the east side of the back yard.

Allan's before...

Allan’s before…

and after.

and after.

before

before

and an impressive after

and an impressive after

The next interference to my bulb sorting focus came at 5:45 when we went three blocks down Lake Street to the Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum for the annual Chinook Indian Nation fundraiser and dinner.  This local tribe continues to struggle for federal recognition and their cause is one we believe in supporting.

Chinook Indian Nation dinner

Chinook Indian Nation dinner

dinner

salmon, oysters, coleslaw, fry bread...

salmon, oysters, coleslaw, fry bread…

and desserts

and desserts

I don’t like oysters, and a man at our table had gotten to the dinner just after they had run out, so I was able to give him my three oysters.  In exchange, I was offered  extra fry bread so it worked out well.

t shirts for sale

t shirts for sale

silent auction

silent auction

After dinner a group entertained us with drumming and a chant.

chant

I got choked up because it was so beautiful, especially when I looked around the room and saw audience members joining in.

joining in

joining in with hand gestures

Then…home to bulb land.  I lasted one more hour before my back hurt so much I had to give it up for the night.

bulbs

bulb central

bulb central

Unfortunately, the weather is supposed to be beautiful for two days, meaning we will have to plant bulbs during the day.  How much I would rather have three rainy days to get them all sorted at once.  That never seems to happen!

On the other hand, it may be a boon to break up the sorting with some planting because the sorting does make my back freeze up something fierce.  I have utmost respect for anyone who sorts bulbs in the bulb warehouse for eight hours a day.

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