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Saturday, 14 May 2016

As had happened every morning lately, I woke early and immediately thought of the garden at the Job in Jeopardy.  This time, I was able to go back to sleep (after an hour of worry and fuming) without resorting to any sleep aid.  This meant a late start to the day, which was ok because it was a Saturday of garden jobs near home.

We had had rain!  I was ecstatic.

after rain

after rain

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Every one of our rain barrels was brimming full again.

Every one of our rain barrels was brimming full again.

water in the tiniest bird and bee bath (Allan's photo)

Eleagnus 'Quicksilver' laid sideways by the rain

Eleagnus ‘Quicksilver’ laid sideways by the rain

clematis to the top of the front arbour (Allan's photo)

clematis to the top of the front arbour (Allan’s photo)

We had to work today, but first, the Saturday Market.

flower bouquet of the week on its way to Salt Hotel...just something I do because I love their pub and restaurant so much.

flower bouquet of the week on its way to Salt Hotel…just something I do because I love their pub and restaurant so much.  (Allan’s photo)

Ilwaco Saturday Market

by our parking spot

by our parking spot

flower delivery (Allan's photo)

flower delivery (Allan’s photo)

view from the ground floor at Salt

view from the ground floor at Salt

market view from Salt Hotel (Allan's photo)

market view from Salt Hotel (Allan’s photo)

Betsy Millard (left), director of Ilwaco's Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum (Allan's photo)

Betsy Millard (left), director of Ilwaco’s Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum (Allan’s photo)

Wood Turnings

Wood Turnings

Wood Turnings

Wood Turnings

in the Wood Turnings shop (open Saturdays next to Time Enough Books) (Allan's photo)

in the Wood Turnings shop (open Saturdays next to Time Enough Books) (Allan’s photo)

Hudson Gardens

Hudson Gardens

This new plant vendor will be there every other week (Rozanne and Darrel) (Allan's photo)

This new plant vendor will be there every other week. (Allan’s photo)

Darrel and Rozanne, Hudson Gardens (Allan's photo)

Darrel and Rozanne, Hudson Gardens (Allan’s photo)

Hudson Gardens fairy gardens

Hudson Gardens fairy gardens

Hudson Gardens

Hudson Gardens

Hudson Gardens

Hudson Gardens

Along with buying the usual Saturday treat, I arranged with Maddie of Pink Poppy to make Melissa's birthday cake for Monday.

Along with buying the usual Saturday treat, I arranged with Maddie of Pink Poppy to make Melissa’s birthday cake for Monday.

Pink Poppy's Madeline Moore (Allan's photo)

Pink Poppy’s Madeline Moore (Allan’s photo)

Maddie's spouse, Jacob, makes these.

Maddie’s spouse, Jacob, makes these. The nigella were grown in a hoop house.

more plants (Allan's photo)

more plants (Allan’s photo)

This year's Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle quilt.

This year’s Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle quilt.

evidence of delightful rain

evidence of delightful rain

A Sea Breeze Charters had just unloaded its fish and its happy customers.

A Sea Breeze Charters had just unloaded its fish and its happy customers. (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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more plants for sale (Allan's photo)

more plants for sale (Allan’s photo)

The canneries are bustling.  (Allan's photo)

The canneries are bustling. (Allan’s photo)

asparagus and greens at De Asis Produce (Allan's photo)

asparagus and greens at De Asis Produce (Allan’s photo)

We like the little Port of Ilwaco truck.  (Allan's photo)

We like the little Port of Ilwaco truck. (Allan’s photo)

a passerby at the Craft 3 Bank garden (We care for the curbside garden only there.)

a passerby at the Craft 3 Bank garden (We care for the curbside garden only there.)

Ilwaco Gardening

pulled a few little weeds from this Howerton Ave curbside garden that we call the driveover garden (between two driveways)

pulled a few little weeds from this Howerton Ave curbside garden that we call the driveover garden (between two driveways)

Today was not the day to weed the curbside gardens; I was focused on getting cosmos into the boatyard garden and trailing plants into the Ilwaco planters.  Despite the rain, each planting hole in the boatyard garden was dry underneath the surface and had to have a dipper of water poured into it.

sweeping up after an hour and a half of planting and weeding at the boatyard

sweeping up after an hour and a half of planting and weeding at the boatyard

achillea and Geranium 'Rozanne'

achillea and Geranium ‘Rozanne’

a local and his wee dog, Minnie

a local and his wee dog, Minnie

I got to say hi to Minnie several times as she and her guy walked back and forth fetching things for their boat.

I got to say hi to Minnie several times as she and her guy walked back and forth fetching things for their home.

poppies seeded into the lawn at the south end of the garden

poppies seeded into the lawn at the south end of the garden

I found this giant dandelion in the gravel inside the boatyard gate.

I found this giant dandelion in the gravel inside the boatyard gate.

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Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

planting

planting

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allium albopilosum (Allan's photo)

Allium albopilosum (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Next, we planted cosmos in our volunteer garden at the Ilwaco Post Office, which took almost as long as planting at the boatyard.

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planting

Ilwaco post office garden

Ilwaco post office garden

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post office garden

The grey, faintly misty day kept the California poppies closed (Allan's photo)

The grey, faintly misty day kept the California poppies closed (Allan’s photo)

new plants in the post office planter

new plants in the post office planter

We watered the Ilwaco planters and added plants to many.

Someone, not me, stuck lilies in this planter.  Sweet, but the dying foliage will not be good so they will get moved to under a street tree once they have flowered.

Someone, not me, stuck lilies in this planter. Sweet, but the dying foliage will not be good so they will get moved to under a street tree once they have flowered.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

At the last minute, I had pulled some red diascias for the Red Barn Arena garden from the tray of available trailies, so I ran out by the last two planters.

This one still has a hole where someone stole a lemon thyme last week...and I'm out of plants for today.

This one still has a hole where someone stole a lemon thyme last week…and I’m out of plants for today.

With all the Ilwaco planting accomplished, we had time to celebrate the end of our six day week.

Salt Hotel Pub

We had removed a few tatty, woody old Erysimums from the planters and Allan suggested we give the flowers to Laila.

another bouquet for Salt

another bouquet for Salt

on the second floor: Laila got some new plants.

on the second floor: Laila got some new plants.

taking pictures of the view

taking pictures of the view

margarita time

margarita time

crab hush puppies (Allan's photo)

crab hush puppies (Allan’s photo)

crab mac and cheese and tuna melt (Allan's photo)

crab mac and cheese and tuna melt (Allan’s photo)

best tuna melts ever

best tuna melts ever

On this grey evening, I hope for more rain.

On this grey evening, I hope for more rain.

Our nice clean van was marked with dirt from everywhere I touched it on this planting day.

Our nice clean van was marked with dirt from everywhere I touched it on this planting day.

Feeling extraordinarily tired, I resolved to take Sunday and Monday off even if it resulted in a frantic rush later in the week.  My own garden sorely needs attention.

at home: Planting Time on the work board is getting whittled down.

at home: Planting Time on the work board is getting whittled down.  I remembered I still need plants for the Veterans Field planters in LB.

ginger

1997 (age 73):

May 14:  Brought the spring bulbs, dahlias etc from shop to porch, made labels, etc.  Should be planted ASAP.  Weeded more in lower driveway.

1998 (age 74):

May 14:  Errand day—Tims for a birthday card for Robert [her son in law, my spouse at the time], post office, and QFC.

 

 

 

 

 

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Monday, 9 May 2016

Today began the planting of annuals, perhaps my least favourite part of our gardening job.  This year, without the many annuals I used to plant at Andersen’s RV Park (which sold last July), it should go faster than ever before.  I try to think positive and refer to it as Planting Time rather than Annuals Planting Hell.

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the gathering of plants in the morning

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Smokey under a temporary plant bench

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in Allan’s garden (Allan’s photo)

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Ilwaco post office garden

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post office Allium albopilosum

Long Beach

We began by planting a row of bidens and some echibeckias on the front of the Long Beach welcome sign, and white bacopa along the edge of the back.

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adding soil

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This fellow from Box K Auto Repair was volunteering to clear weeds from the sidewalk.  Much better than spraying with Round Up.

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bidens going in

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welcome sign after planting

When we were almost done planting, Mayor Jerry Phillips stopped by and told us how much he appreciates our work.  That helped, as aspects of work have been pretty fraught lately.

We moved on to downtown Long Beach, planting “uppies” and “trailies” in the planters till we ran out of time. We ran out of trailies before uppies and will have to get more.

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I’m using Agastaches for a lot of the “uppies” (center, tall plants) this year, because I just love them, and they do not need much deadheading.

Note in the above photo, what is missing?  A lavender has been stolen out of the far corner of the planter, so now it is off balance.

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Allan’s photo

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Allan’s photo

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Our friend Rebecca stops to chat and say encourage words about how well her knee replacements work.

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Someone drove into this (boring BadAster) tree garden and scraped the tree.  That’s the same garden we tried to make better but gave up when it had bikes and dogs parked in it.  (Allan’s photo)

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I’d been planning for us to remove the “wire plant” from this planter.  Now all of a sudden, it looks just delightful to me.

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Rose “Berries and Cream’ by Funland.  I want it. (Allan’s photo)

We simply HAD to get all the planters watered because they were so dry.  For the last two, we did manage to get the watering done but did not get the plants in because we had a social engagement at seven.

Salt Pub

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Salt Hotel curbside garden

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Salt courtyard herbs

It was Heather’s birthday, the artist owner of NIVA green, our favourite shop.  I had been experiencing social anxiety over the event, imagining it brimming over with people.  How delightful, and touching, to find it was a small party, and that even though it had started at 6, and they knew we were not arriving till 7, they had waited for us before ordering their dinners.

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That’s our Jenna (Queen La De Da) and birthday girl Heather

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Allan’s photo

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Allan’s photo

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a toast

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Jenna’s spouse, Don Nisbett, had made a painting for Heather.

We loved that instead of saying age 63, the painting says Level 63 (with Jenna in the picture, too, and a mer-unicorn and local celebrity Jake the Alligator Man).

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Allan’s photo

Jenna and Heather told me what a wonderful time they had had at a party to end all parties, or something like that, over in Astoria on Saturday.  Jenna had invited me and I had felt too tired and social-phobic to go.  Now I felt kind of sorry, as Heather said she had danced. (I used to go out dancing a lot, in my city days.)

Art historian Patricia Moss brings the birthday cake (by Pink Poppy Bakery, of course).

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with sparklers

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Allan’s photo

 

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Allan’s photo

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coconut cake

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the view

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I’m grateful that we were invited and also grateful that Laila and Julez have created such a perfect gathering spot at the port.

ginger

1995 (age 71):

May 9: My new Troy Built Junior was delivered.  It looks so big. Rainy day so I worked in greenhouse.  I’m still repotting tomato seedlings.

 

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Saturday, 7 May 2016

I woke too early and, when my first thoughts were about the garden debacle of yesterday, I could not return to sleep.  So of course I posted about my problem on Facebook, without naming the place which had caused my grief.  Over the course of the day, several gardeners both professional and volunteer responded with stories of similar heartbreaks and gardens lost.

Before my weekly walk to the Saturday market, I browsed the garden for a bouquet for Salt Hotel.

Even though I once told Todd I have a memory like a steel trap (of which he frequently reminds me), I can’t remember the name of this red flowered shrub.  Todd knows.  (Update:  Reader Lori Baker identified it as Calycanthus ‘Hartlage Wine’.  Thank you.)

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Ilwaco Saturday Market

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Asparagus is the earliest crop on offer from De Asis Produce.


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Salt Pub


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Flowers delivered to Laila at Salt


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Port Office garden; I pulled some spent bulb foliage


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transplanted Eryngium doing fine because of watering from Port Office staff; thank you to Nancy and April.

Pink Poppy Bakery and my self-imposed obligation to take photos for Discover Ilwaco are the two things that get me to the market even if I am not in the mood.

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I bought Pink Poppy chocolate cupcakes with whipped cream topping.

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I had been tipped off to a new piece of art at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.

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Outside the gallery, Peter played The Teddy Bears’ Picnic, a favourite song of mine.


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Jenna and Don with a new art piece called “The Crabby Gardener”


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view out of Don’s gallery door

They gave me a tile with the gardener design.  I told them I AM a crabby gardener, which I am sure came as no surprise.

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my tile of garden crabbiness

at home

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Frosty at the window 

Jenna (Queen La De Da) had given me another present; she thought I needed cheering up after the gardening struggles lately.

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a literary candle; thank you, Jenna, Queen of Hearts!

My determination to get a lot done in the garden did not result in much at first.  I blamed the daunting cold north wind.  I managed to get potting soil dumped into the two large terracotta pots that I got from the Anchorage (with broken tops) and got all of four plants put into each (including  two birthday present Asphodelines from Dave and Melissa) along with Calibrachoa ‘Lemon Slice’ and Diascia ‘Blackthorn Apricot’).  My energy was low.

As often happens, my energy kicked in at about 4 PM and I accomplished two front garden goals.

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The energy may have come from this lunch that Allan made (tomato soup with blue cheese).  And from the Pink Poppy cupcake.


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just inside the gate, before, infested with a stinky weedy pink flowered mint relative


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and after


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east side garden before


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and after; in the background is my new Seven Sons tree that Debbie Teashon brought me last fall; also recommended by Seaside gardener Pam Fleming


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clematis on front arbor

The deer are getting in to the front garden somehow.  In case they are squeezing in over the gate, I tied a couple more bamboo poles next to it and added more along the front fence.

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Could they be squeezing between these poles?

They may have come in sometime when we were in the back yard with the front gate open, browsed a couple of roses, and never gotten through the bamboo stockade at all.

Sadly, I decided to cut down the taller than me Melianthus major.  It was hanging over the fence halfway across the sidewalk, and shading out good plants in the garden.  The new growth should grow faster now.

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Allan’s photo.  It was windy.  Again.


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a sad and battered area at the moment


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front path looking east

Allan worked on his new arbor for most of the afternoon.

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It will go over the top of the garage door.

All this time I had thought that having to put two posts on the concrete driveway would be a problem.  You cannot “puncture the seal” by nailing into the wall of a manufactured home without creating terrible problems, we have been warned.

Turns out there is a space just the width of a post between the concrete and the house wall.  His photos:

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problem solved!


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two posts in place

ginger

1998 (age 74):

May 7: I planted the 100 “special offer” glad bulbs—all red and white.  I planted some in patio bed in background and the rest in tam and pink rhody background.  My back hurt by 3:00 so I left the rest of the glads for tomorrow.  I got my stool and pulled weeds in the upper driveway along the road till 5:00.

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One day early:

Saturday, 30 April 2016

Ilwaco’s Annual Children’s Parade

Allan headed downtown (a few blocks west) to photograph the parade, while I walked to the port because I was not sure I could keep up with even the smallest children for the entire parade route.  I picked a big bouquet with some of the last tulips and some of the first Siberian iris and delivered it to Salt Hotel, and took a photo of it that did not work out because I accidentally had the camera on time delay.  Good thing I figured that out before the parade.

Allan’s photos:

Allan’s photos were the first in sequence of the parade.  It was fortunate that I did not see some of them till I got home later, as they made me fume:

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A sign had been nailed BACK onto the tree.

Various butts on planters:

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Note the ‘Baby Moon’ narcissi getting crushed by the human posterior.  I had been so happy that those narcissi were still blooming for the parade.

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OUCH

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YOUNG woman with at least two big fancy cameras, right on top of new plants.

Below: Why did these wheels just have to be placed into the perfectly weeded pocket garden?  Allan did not see this one until he looked at the full photo later on.  I am being kind enough to conceal the full shots of the people.

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WHY?

More on this topic at the end of this post.

Some of Allan’s more pleasing photos:

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Astoria Regatta float with model of the Astoria bridge and the beloved Waterfront Trolley.  Well done!

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passing by the boatyard garden, with Ilwaco Volunteer Fire Department trucks

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by the boatyard garden

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These folks were showing appreciation by photographing poppies.

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I love these people!

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cars following the parade on Howerton

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crowds of people

my photos:

Because I knew nothing of the planter sitters, I had a pleasant time photographing the parade after it had turned the corner from First Avenue to Howerton.  People were respecting the curbside gardens and the only near plant casualty was when I stopped a large labradoodle from sitting on a just about to bloom penstemon.

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Salt Hotel curbside garden

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west end of Howerton Avenue

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Peninsula Beginning Band

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super power!

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Having Salt Hotel and Pub has so enhanced the port this past year.

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Ceanothus by Time Enough Books

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The charming children’s parade has long gaps, and some paraders are simply parents walking with their little ones.

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Clowns kind of scare me.

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The Wishkah Loggers marching band from Wishkah, Washington

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Fire Chief Tommy

You can see every parade photo here on the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page.

Saturday Market

Allan and I did not find each other till after we had each taken photos of the opening day of the Saturday Market for Discover Ilwaco.  Here are my favourites of the day:

my photos:

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Northwest Naturals

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Northwest Naturals

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in his guardian’s shadow

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Blue Collar Eats

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plants for sale

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I’d like a dog just like this one.

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Jacob at Pink Poppy Bakery with sprouts; I got a lime bundt cake.

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more plants

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new plant vendor, will be mostly cut flowers later in the season

Allan’s photos

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after the parade

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Blackberry Bog Farm

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That’s our Mayor (and garden client) Mike handing out parade awards.

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South Pacific County Humane Society Raffle Booth

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Blessing of the Fleet

Every first Saturday in May is the Blessing of the Fleet ceremony, offering free boat rides on the charter boat fleet.  I always think I might go…and never do.  I thought..maybe this year…till I saw how low the tide was and how steep the ramps to the docks.

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I was hobbling with a cane today, and there was no way I could get down that grated metal ramp with any dignity or safety.

I also thought I would find it hard to get on and off the boats, and that would be embarrassing.  If only my hair would turn grey, I would feel less embarrassed about asking for help.

Allan went down to the docks and got some photos of the boats going out.  He did go out a few years ago.  All the boats proceed to the Columbia River bar, where the Coast Guard helicopter circles and drops a wreath and flowers are strewn on the water in memory of lost seafarers.

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people watching from the condor statue

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the market from the dock

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boats departing

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Our friend Butch piloting his boat, the CoHo King

Our friend Wendy did go out on one of the boats and took these excellent photos:

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photo by Wendy Murry

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photo by Wendy Murry

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photo by Wendy Murry

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photo by Wendy Murry; her daughter with a flower to throw onto the water

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photo by Wendy Murry

planter thoughts

When I got home and saw Allan’s photos of people’s posteriors parked on the planters, I felt disheartened and lost my drive to go outside and weed.  (A cold wind was another good reason to stay in.)  So, of course, I posted about it on Facebook.  Among ideas about planting prickly pear cactus or putting sharp things in the planters came a gentler idea that perhaps there could be some sort of planter design or edging that would deter sitters without harming them.  The city probably has no budget to re-fit the planters, though.  I regret having put new plants in BEFORE the parade.  I know better than to do so in Long Beach before tomorrow’s much bigger parade.

My friend Beth Sheresh (she who officiated Allan’s and my wedding in 2005) shared this essay that she wrote.  I like it so much that I think I will eventually create a permanent blog page around it:

Public Plants Public Service Announcement  by Beth Sheresh

General PSA about flowers and other plants in public places.

Flowers planted along city streets sure are beautiful, aren’t they? Makes you want to pick one or two to take home. I mean, there are a bunch, who would notice?

Please don’t.

Those flowers represent a lot of time and money, much of which may be volunteered and.or donated.

Each planter or bed has to be planted, watered, pruned, weeded, watered, cleaned out (why do people throw trash in planters?), weeded, watered, deadheaded, replanted because it’s late July and the early plants are bloomed out. This cycle can happen several times a year, depending on the plantings. It’s essentially never-ending.

It’s also costly, and not just in terms of the time represented by the work I just talked about. Plants are expensive and have a high attrition rate, even without people swiping a bloom or two.

Then there are the people who ignore the work and smash plants. Planters are not benches, nor are they designed to hold your packages while you chat with a friend.

And while I have you here, trees don’t like nails, so please don’t use them as posts for hanging flyers.

Short version: Please be nice to public/city plants. Someone worked hard to make them pretty for you to enjoy *looking* at.

Thank you, Beth!  I particularly like that she understands the repetitiveness of weeding, watering, and deadheading.

You can read more by Beth Sheresh on her Kitchenmage blog.

Tomorrow, I’ll be publishing my mother’s garden diaries for April, illustrated, including her April 30th entry.  Meanwhile,  I hope to enjoy two peaceful and productive days at home.

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Wednesday, 6 February 2016

The weather did continue in a rainy mode and a reading day was welcome.

This glorious book consumed my next two and a half days:

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Because I stopped every few pages and googled images of and more information about many of the places Bryson described, it was a deliciously slow read.  As I read, I was of course CONSUMED by the agony that I did not move to the UK when I had the chance (when I was married to a Leedsman.) I thought I could not because of being an only child, but in later years I could have brought my mum there as a dependent. (So Google told me on one of my side trips from the book.) O to be in England! I had the same reaction years ago whilst reading Bryson’s Notes From A Small Island.

“Nothing is more….

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This book also gave me similar angst and longing when I read it years ago (and then followed it with everything else this author had written):

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Smokey continued to recuperate in the convalescent room during the day, with his mother, Mary, to keep him company.

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Thursday, 4 February 2016

The Road to Little Dribbling consumed my day except for a walk out into the wet garden to pick a bouquet for the evening.

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west side, back garden

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center bed with white crocuses

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Lonicera fragrantissima (winter blooming honeysuckle)

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rain puddle by the bogsy woods

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Hellebore Losttagii

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I had to wade in deep to get some Cornus ‘Midwinter Fire’ twigs

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a bouquet for our evening outing

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double hellebores

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some silver painted twigs for the center

The evening occasion was a belated birthday dinner for Todd.  I found an old card of mine with a photo of Oysterville in springtime.  The twig frame came from Microsoft Photodraw, a simple program with the best frames I’ve ever found anywhere.  I’d love to find an app that has frames like this.  It also had a seashell frame and others that I loved.

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Salt Pub

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Allan’s photo

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Allan and I arrived early for the set up of a long table with our bouquet.

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Allan’s photo

We gathered at the Salt Hotel Pub.  Todd, who expected the usual garden gang of me, Allan, Dave, and Melissa,  was pleasantly surprised when Teresa from the Planter Box and Steve and John of the Bayside Garden arrived.

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martini and lemon drop

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Todd shares flower photos from a recent trip to Hawaii (Allan’s photo)

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I had the 3 cheese mac with kale caesar salad…perfection!

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oyster deviled eggs with microgreens from Pink Poppy Farm

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new on the menu: clam chowder

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John, Steve, Todd, Allan, Dave, Melissa, restaurateur Julez, Teresa

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photo by Julez Orr

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birthday present time with a man who knows how to enjoy a festive occasion

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Steve and John look at one of the presents, The Art of Gardening (about Chanticleer) (Allan’s photo)

Teresa had kindly bought her grandma’s recipe spice cake and I had ordered a round of chocolate cupcakes from Pink Poppy Bakery.

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Julez brings the birthday cupcakes

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Todd will get his wishes

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Allan’s photo

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The evening was a delight for all….until Melissa saved her cupcake for later at home, where her dog, Coulee, ate it, paper and all, as I was informed in a sorrowful text!

Friday, 5 February 2016

Another rainy day saw a trip to Oceanside Animal Clinic for Frosty’s check up.

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Allan’s photo: “Little Eddie”

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Little Eddie, a member of the Oceanside Animal Clinic staff, checked up on Smokey (who is in the carrier).

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Allan’s photo

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a sign in the exam room reminded my of Coulee’s cupcake theft

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Poor Smokey did not want to leave the carrier.  He made himself so very long. (Allan’s photo)

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naptime in the vet’s office

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Allan’s photo. Office work here requires some careful stepping.

Poor Smokey had to have his abscess lanced again, and again was praised for his good behavior.  Five more days of convalescing must follow, with ointment twice a day, and then perhaps he can get back to patrolling the garden.

I finished The Road to Little Dribbling, and a book of short stories of Lorrie Moore, and another book that was not good enough to even mention.  An intense windstorm in the afternoon made reading especially pleasant.  I took a video of the garden in the storm, which I posted on our Facebook page here.  I noticed while panning across the patio that one of my old wooden plant tables is on the verge of collapse.

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table is a goner

That is a project for another day.

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Calvin helped me read today.

Update: On Saturday, Todd and Melissa and Dave had a gardening job together, and Todd brought her one of the leftover cupcakes to make up for the one Coulee ate.  I was ever so glad to hear that because Pink Poppy makes a scrumptious cupcake.

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Saturday, 12 December 2015

my day

Kabob Cottage

Our Kathleen and I had an afternoon out, beginning with lunch at the Kabob Cottage.  The wind was almost of blow-you-over intensity so I did not get an exterior photo.

photo from 11-2-15, now the Kabob Cottage

photo from 11-2-15.  The Kabob House is now called the Kabob Cottage

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Chef Behnoosh’s Christmas tree

This was Kathleen's first meal here. She was impressed.

This was Kathleen’s first meal here. She was impressed.

Boreas Inn

Kathleen and I then attended the holiday open house at the Boreas Inn.  By attended, I mean we sat by one of the cozy fireplaces, ate some cookies, drank some hot cider, and relaxed.

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Boreas Inn, with the private innkeeper’s house to the left

Susie's windowbox

Susie’s windowbox

on the porch

on the porch

tulip lights

tulip lights

from the foyer

from the foyer

B&B owners Susie and Bill in the kitchen

B&B owners Susie and Bill in the kitchen, with hot spiced cider

I did go from window to window to look out upon the gardens we used to care for.  This is one of the jobs I passed on to Dave and Melissa of Sea Star Gardening, and Susie praised them highly today for hard work, garden knowledge, honesty, and said they just give her a “good feeling” with their work.  (Dave and Mel couldn’t make it to the open house because this weekend they were committed to working on that Oysterville garden that I like so much.)

The Garden Suite

The Garden Suite at the Boreas Inn

looking out the window of the Garden Suite

looking out the window of the Garden Suite

The Garden Suite

The Garden Suite

The Dunes Suite

The Dunes Suite

the west living room

the west living room

a Christmas village

a Christmas village

looking due west

looking west

gardens and hot tub hut

gardens and hot tub hut

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looking back

looking back

Kathleen had tucked herself in by the center fireplace in the room without a view, probably because it felt cozier than the west room with the big windows.

Bill and Kathleen

Bill and Kathleen

delectable mini-cupcakes

delectable mini-cupcakes

view from the couch

view from the couch

Susie's photo: "Our tree at Boreas has quirky decorations that mean something special to us."

Susie’s photo: “Our tree at Boreas has quirky decorations that mean something special to us.”

I was especially taken with some tiny teacup ornaments and should have photographed them for myself.

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The B&B bustled with many guests.  Because of the storm, Susie had expected few and had thought she and Bill would spending the afternoon reading by the fire, so to have so many guests arrive was a welcome surprise.

The entry price to the event was a can of food for the food bank; by the time we left, the receptacle was overflowing.

The entry price to the event was a can of food for the food bank; by the time we left, the receptacle was overflowing.

If your dream happens to be owning a B&B at the beach with a big separate house of your own quarters, you might be interested to know that the Boreas Inn is for sale.

Ilwaco

Kathleen expressed a desire to do a bit of Christmas shopping at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.

on the way past the boatyard garden

on the way past the boatyard garden

 This necessitated a stop at the Saturday Christmas Market during its last five minutes of the day…

...to get a treat from Pink Poppy Bakery.

…to get a treat from Pink Poppy Bakery.

Walking by Salt Hotel

walking by Salt Hotel

Salt's south-facing doors

Salt’s south-facing doors

Kathleen at the Nisbett Gallery

Kathleen at the Nisbett Gallery

in Don's gallery

in Don’s gallery

just outside, a Christmas boat

just outside, a Christmas boat

At home, I reviewed yesterday’s gardening accomplishments that had been finished as darkness fell:

mulching the center bed

mulching the center bed

extending a shade bed that is presently ending in a big puddle

extending a shade bed by the wood pile (that is presently ending in a big puddle)

twigs blown all the way up to the patio

twigs blown all the way up to the patio

dramatic sky over the back garden

dramatic sky over the back garden

some last minute evening decorating occurred

some last minute evening decorating occurred

yesterday's mulching

yesterday’s mulching

sunset over Lake Street

sunset over Lake Street

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Back at the Boreas Inn, Susie took this sunset photo:

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photo by Susie Goldsmith, looking west from Boreas Inn

meanwhile….

Allan’s day

Allan was out and about taking photos of the high tide and the results of our recent storms.  You may recall that the Coast Guard closed all ocean entrances yesterday.  From the amount of debris at the Port of Ilwaco, you can see why.  So much flooding has taken place upstream that the Columbia River itself, we hear, has turned brown with sediment and is awash with debris.

storm warning flags at the port

storm warning flags at the port office

debris by the boatyard

debris by the boatyard

storm debris

storm debris

You can see from this satellite view how we relate to the mighty Columbia River, explaining why so much debris has washed into our little bay:

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Even so, it is surprising considering the narrow entryway:

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Allan walked out onto the docks this afternoon to get some more photos as boats continue to prepare for the delayed crab season.  The delay must be so frustrating for the crabbers as this season is a huge source of income for them.

ready and waiting

ready and waiting

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on the docks

on the docks

high tide

high tide

Allan decided to drive to the beach, and on the way he passed our old house and stopped to get me a photo of the garden shed.

I was touched that the new owner has kept the purple colour; it has clearly been freshly painted.

I was touched that the new owner has kept the purple colour; it has clearly been freshly painted.

I thought, Oh, Jon painted over the quotation that I had on the front of the shed.  The next photo revealed that he had carefully saved that part of the building, during a repair, and moved it to the side of the shed.  I felt deeply moved that he liked it enough to save it.

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street side of the purple shed

street side of the purple shed, back when it was mine

“This used to be among my prayers, a piece of land not so very large, which would contain a garden, and near the house a spring of ever flowing water, and beyond these a bit of woods.”  -Homer

Oh dearie me, I was hit with a great wave of missing the ever-flowing spring of water that fed a little pond on that piece of property.

Allan peeked at the old place from the street....

Allan peeked at the old place from the street….

Our old fence is still there.

Our old fence is still there.

Ok, as I write this…getting a grip on my emotions.. and returning to Allan’s day, as he next went to Waikiki Beach at Cape Disappointment.

The drama of the waves was nothing like yesterday.

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waves

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Today, the scene was comparatively sedate:

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A park ranger told Allan that during the height of the storm surge, rangers had to move photographers away from the viewpoint because logs were rolling in fast and dangerous.

storm tossed logs

storm tossed logs

debris tossed way past the beach up onto the lawn

debris tossed way past the beach up onto the lawn

storm watchers

storm watchers

a bird who is clearly used to having its picture taken

a bird who is clearly used to having its picture taken

While grocery shopping at the end of his excursion, Allan saw a beautiful sunset in Seaview.

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sunset from Seaview from Sid’s Supermarket

On the way home, he stopped at Ocean Beach Hospital to look at this year’s wreath auction.

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This year's display includes gingerbread houses.

This year’s display includes gingerbread houses.

a clever idea

a clever idea

on the way home

on the way home, on Lake Street

Tomorrow, we have an author’s reading to attend at Time Enough Books; perhaps we can also mulch at the library? And perhaps, just perhaps, a few days of reading can commence on Monday before the next round of holiday treats.

 

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Saturday, 19 September 2015

Despite my desire to not leave my property for four whole days, I did need to go to the Ilwaco Saturday Market.  It would be the last day of the market season for Pink Poppy Bakery and I wanted treats for me and Our Kathleen, who would stop by for a visit on her way out of town.

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Maddy of Pink Poppy; I bought Swedish Traveling Cakes for teatime and lemon cupcakes for later.

Maddy of Pink Poppy; I bought Swedish Traveling Cakes for teatime and lemon cupcakes for later.

one of the plant booths

one of the plant booths

Northwest Naturals

Northwest Naturals

I was too early for lunch or I'd have gotten something from Blue Collar Eats.

I was too early for lunch or I’d have gotten something from Blue Collar Eats.

I must admit that when it comes to market photos (which I post as a volunteer to Discover Ilwaco), I do favour vendors who are friendly and nice to me, and Anthony of Blue Collar always has a friendly greeting.  If I were on salary, I would have to be impartial.

I also refreshed my supply of Starvation Alley cranberry juice.

I also refreshed my supply of Starvation Alley cranberry juice.

Peter and a friend performed outside Don Nisbett's art gallery.

Peter and a friend performed outside Don Nisbett’s art gallery.

Their dog Skip.

Their dog Skip.

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a market goer doting on her dog

a market goer doting on her dog

The Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle

The Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle

the marina scene right behind the market

the marina scene right behind the market

I actually had a mission that had caused me to turn down Allan’s offer to pick up the Pink Poppy treats and cranberry juice before he went boating:  I took Debbie Teashon’s new book, Gardening for the Home Brewer, in to Time Enough Books to show it off.

in Time Enough Books

in Time Enough Books

Karla said "That's a good publisher!", wrote down the ISBN number and posed for a photo.

Karla said “That’s a good publisher!”, wrote down the ISBN number and posed for a photo.

The book will fit right in!

The book will fit right in!

Scout watched the door.

Scout watched the door.

Karla's niece Kelly brought in her young dog, Gimli, and much romping ensued.

Karla’s niece Kelli brought in her young dog, Gimli, and much romping ensued.

Gimli and Scout

Gimli and Scout

at home

Finally a windless day let me pull bindweed on the east side of the bogsy woods where it climbs the fence from the gear shed lot.

Mary led the way.

Mary led the way.

Smokey followed.

Smokey followed.

my Smokey

my Smokey

my project, before

my project, before

outside the fence, before

outside the fence, before

and after

and after

It is maddening, but typical, to have unmaintained bindweed on both sides of my garden trying to creep in.  (Nora’s back yard has it, too.)

Helianthus 'Lemon Queen' and Verbena bonariensis

Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ and Verbena bonariensis, with bindweed behind it on the fence (now pulled)

bogsy wood corner, after

bogsy wood corner, after

Just when I got that done, Kathleen arrived and we had tea and traveling cake and then sat around the fire circle burning (not very successfully) a few pieces of wood.  I was sorry that she had to go back to her workaday world.

In the late afternoon, I found some more weeding to do and admired my collection of hardy fuchsias.

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I stayed out till dusk...

I stayed out till dusk…

picked some apples and tomatoes...

picked some apples and tomatoes…

And I got a little worried when Allan was not home from boating till well after dark.  He will tell you about his day in tomorrow’s post.

 

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