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Now that I am officially calling this a “photo diary” (having added those words to my header text), I might try a post that is just photos and captions.  But it can’t be this one because I wrote this much already!

Friday, 11 October, 2013

Depot Restaurant Garden

Depot garden, north side, with cosmos still blooming and wall of hops.

Depot garden, north side, with cosmos still blooming and wall of hops.

Sheltered from the south wind by the restaurant deck and lattice wall, these cosmos are still lush in mid October.

Sheltered from the south wind by the restaurant deck and lattice wall, these cosmos are still lush in mid October.

But the "Fireworks' goldenrod had collapsed and I cut it down...

But the “Fireworks’ goldenrod had collapsed and I cut it down…

The removal of Solidago ‘Fireworks’ (which had lost any interesting architectural quality by lying sideways) left a big hole that I halfway concealed by leaving up a couple of cosmos that were rather tatty looking themselves.

Anchorage Cottages

We did a light clean up and when I went in to talk to Beth, the manager, for a moment, I asked Allan to take a few photos for the blog.

one of the Anchorage signs

entrance to center courtyard

'New Dawn' rose

‘New Dawn’ rose on courtyard arbour

Schizostylis

Schizostylis

pampas grass on lower lawn (telephoto, with neighbour house closer than it is)

pampas grass on lower lawn (telephoto, with neighbour house closer than it is)

Andersen’s RV Park

I cleaned up dead and dying sweet peas and cosmos and a rangy somewhat invasive perennial Helianthus (not Lemon Queen) in the picket fence garden.

before and after

before and after

before and after, outside the fence

before and after, outside the fence

I can see the fence would look better if a picket were lined up to conceal the post!

Staffer Joy helped by picking snails off of the fence, revealed as the sweet peas came down, and putting them in the dumpster to ride to the dump.  She took the last of the sweet peas into the office.

the last of the sweet peas

the last of the sweet peas

by the office door

by the office door

By the way, once upon a time I used to make sophisticated container arrangements with Sedums and grasses and other perennials, but at RV Parks and tourist towns, bright cheerful colours get the most appreciation.

I have had my most elegant trailing Helichrysum in more “tasteful” planters referred to as “that grey junk”, so somewhere along the line I got much more bright and cheerful and less artistic, I suppose, with my plantings.  At ground level, I still insist on planting quirky perennials.

Coreopsis 'Flower Tower'

Coreopsis ‘Flower Tower’

Meanwhile, Allan worked on the west side garden, pulling the BadAster that had gotten all pretty in the fall but now is ousted.  Or so I would like to think.  It no doubt will return.

during and after

during and after

That’s the poppy garden in spring and early summer and before that is a field of golden daffodils.

To the west of the poppy field:

RV Park, looking west

RV Park, looking west

Path to the beach is right at the end of the parking spots.

While dumping debris, I was thrilled to come upon a pile of dairy manure from The Planter Box that I did not know had been delivered.

cow fiber

cow fiber

Someone checking in to the park had made one of the usual comments to me while I pulled sweet peas by the picket fence: “Looks like work!”  I suppose that could be the reaction to the sight of several yards of cow fiber, but it looks like a happy garden to me.

Just an interesting sight:  The underside of this pulled up grass looks like burlap, because it had molded itself to the plastic grid pattern on top of one of the septic covers.

faux burlap

faux burlap

City of Long Beach

Before getting back to work, we stopped to look at the Peninsula Arts Association fall show in the old Long Beach Depot (one of the original depots for the Clamshell Railroad, although it used to be a block south where Scoopers market is now).

Long Beach Depot

Long Beach Depot

We usually forget about the show till the last day, by which time some of the art has sold and been removed by the buyers because they are leaving to return to the cities.  My theory was that by going on the first day, we would get to see all the art. But one piece had already sold:  “Garden Sentinal” a sculpture by the amazing Jan Richardson of Windy Meadows Pottery.  We were told that some people who had not even intended to be on the Peninsula had happened upon the art show and fallen in love with and purchased  Jan’s piece.  They were leaving again this same day so they were allowed to take it.  That we could certainly understand!

art show

art show

The show had many beautiful paintings and photos and mixed media pieces.  It runs through Monday (closing on that day at 2 PM, I believe).

Allan’s favourite was a stunning photo of the Astoria waterfront trolly tracks by Bonnie Lou Cozby, and I chose as favourite (for people’s choice award) a painting called Found Nest.

As we drove a side street to the Fifth Street park to get back to work, the horse and carriage went by.  Seeing it in October was a surprise.  The day, beautiful as summer, provided a treat for the carriage horse who gets a little bored when not working.

on Oregon Street

on Oregon Street

I walked up to the stoplight and back working on planters while Allan tackled a big job in the park.  The carriage passed again as I neared the Friday Farmer’s Market.

by Veterans Field

by Veterans Field

The carriage horse is such a sweetheart; I’ve seen little children run up and hug him and he is as calm as can be.

Of course, I had to check the Veterans Field flower bed…which coincidentally put me into the Farmers Market.

flower bed

flower bed and market

Locally famous mushroom gatherer Veronica (who supplies fine local restaurants) was advising a young man to never tell anyone where he harvests mushrooms.  The locations are precious and secret to the foragers.

Veronica's mushroom lore

Veronica’s mushroom lore

her beautiful smile

her beautiful smile

I would like to have visited with her for awhile, but I had to circle through the market and then get back to work as the sun would set in just an hour.

Double J and the Boys

Double J and the Boys

produce table

produce table

cider press

cider press

I do believe this was a pie eating contest.

I do believe this was a pie eating contest.

Choffy

Choffy

I had a taste of the delicious chocolate/coffee.  I could not linger to buy some because I truly did have to get back to work.

Sanvitalia in a street planter

Sanvitalia in a street planter

Agyranthemum 'Spring Bouquet' in autumn

Agyranthemum ‘Spring Bouquet’ in autumn

Just two days ago, Mr. Tootlepedal showed in his blog a photo of a late blooming poppy.  I commented that mine were pretty much all bloomed out (partly because I had pulled tatty old plants).  In Fish Alley I found a flower that belied that comment.

poppy with an almost spent while painted sage that got pulled out after the photo

poppy with an almost spent volunteer white painted sage that got pulled out after the photo

oppy

The Fish Alley barrels, other than some exuberant tall volunteers, are forming up into attractive tapestries as I had planned.

two out of four

two out of four

(above) Planters never quite match up; the Sedum ‘October Daphne’ looks much better on the left.

Fish Alley

Fish Alley

Further south, more planter vignettes:

African blue basil

African blue basil

Geranium 'Rozanne' carrying on and on and on

Geranium ‘Rozanne’ carrying on and on and on

dahlias

dahlias

I remind myself again that I want to plant more patio dahlias in the planters next year.  After an awkward stage, even the seed heads looks ok (see photo on left, above) when I don’t get them all deadheaded at this time of year.

The planter in front of Home at the Beach has turned into a riot of colour, thanks to the nasturtium.

over the top

over the top

It would be nice if it were all blue and white next year to tone better with their beautiful shop.

On the way north at noon today we had seen the frying pan park on Fifth Street was torn up and we had stopped at city works to ask Parks Manager Mike Kitzman to please, please feel free to totally tear out the garden bed to the left of the photo below, so that we could replant with something other than BadAster.

Frying Pan Park

Frying Pan Park

We learned that new lighting is being put in and that the clam is finally being readied to squirt again every hour on the hour!  My friend Mary will be so pleased…as in 1997 she wrote this letter to the editor (which I have shared before, but it bears repeating).  She is describing the scene from the coffee shop known as Pastimes, located where Benson’s restaurant is now.  (I am the one who got misty eyed describing the clam.)

Mary's letter in the Chinook Observer

Mary’s letter in the Chinook Observer

Mike agrees the asters can go away and he might even get the crew to dig them out, but if not, we will.

While I did my planter rounds (and market visit), Allan cleaned up the area of Darmera peltata behind the pond.  The crew always appreciates that at this time of year so they can get in easily to clean the pond itself.

The carriage passed by him, as well.

The carriage passed by him, as well.

The foliage is showing its autumn colour.

The Darmera foliage is doing its autumn descent.

darmera

before and after

before and after

Then, what joy, the day had finally come when we did not have to go to Ilwaco to water planters and could instead have dinner at Captain Bob’s Chowder!

Behind Fifth Street Park

Behind Fifth Street Park

It has tantalized us all the busy summer when we did not have time to stop.  So tonight we each had crab rolls and I had chowder.

The crab rolls are lavish and scrumptious.

The crab rolls are lavish and scrumptious.

outside the front door

outside the front door

chowder after dark

chowder after dark

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