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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.

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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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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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Saturday, 22 August 2015

I woke to the smell of smoke in the air from the wildfires in central Washington; the wind had brought the smoke to us, and then the wind stopped and the smoke settled over us.

Our day began with the usual trip to the Ilwaco Saturday Market.

First stop, Pink Poppy Bakery, where we found Betsy buying a pie.

First stop, Pink Poppy Bakery, where we found Betsy (director of Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum) buying a pie.


the peach pie

the peach pie

I was there to buy cupcakes to take to an evening concert picnic.  Meanwhile, Allan bought some peaches.

at De Asis Farm and Produce

at De Asis Farm and Produce


our garden at the Port Office, with the hanging baskets from Basket Case Greenhouse

our garden at the Port Office, with the hanging baskets from Basket Case Greenhouse


and of course, a plug for our neighbours' business, Starvation Alley Farms.

and of course, a plug for our neighbours’ business, Starvation Alley Cranberry Farms.

We picked up the water trailer at the city yard for Allan to water the Ilwaco street trees and planters.  There was so much traffic that in order to get home, we swung up and over School Hill.  The view to the south showed the haze of smoke over Cape Disappointment, which would be our evening destination.

hazy smoky slightly eye burning atmosphere

hazy smoky slightly eye-burning atmosphere

While Allan watered Ilwaco, I watered the containers in our own garden and then worked on a blog post.  I had had a brainstorm that the lifting of the heavy battery onto the water trailer (which I had tried and failed to help Allan with) was the hardest part of using it, so I finally texted Nora’s grand daughter to ask if we could just park the trailer behind her gramma’s house.  Of course, she said yes, and now Allan can leave the battery on and charge it with a long cord.  I hope this will help protect his back.  That battery is ridiculously heavy.

the water trailer comes home to stay

the water trailer comes home to stay

So the day progressed toward an event I’d been looking forward since I heard The Winterlings play at the Music in the Gardens Tour back in July.

The Winterlings at Cape Disappointment

the closing concert of the annual summer series

the closing concert of the annual summer series


from The Winterlings Facebook page

from The Winterlings Facebook page

I had been smitten with this duo even before I heard them, based on this description of their music:

With songs as vivid as feature films, Seattle Alt-Folk duo The Winterlings take listeners on an unexpected journey through flooded barns and cedar forests, chemistry labs and ferries crossing Puget Sound.”

During the garden tour, I had not had time to stop and listen to more than two songs, although their song Long May You Live had brought tears to my eyes.  I think it is because life is feeling shorter every year and because I wish that the people I know, and writers I love, would all live such a very long time.

Garden Tour Nancy and Phil joined us at the park.  It had been Nancy’s idea to make the event a picnic.

Nancy and Phil

Nancy and Phil arrive

We found a good picnic spot at the base of a small cliff.  With half an hour to go before the show, I took a short walk to take some photos of the setting.

Our picnic spot was along this trail.

Our picnic spot was along this trail.


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo, showing the amphitheater seating


Allan's photo: gathering with Phil and Nancy

Allan’s photo: gathering with Phil and Nancy

The trail to the Cedar Circle, designed by Maya Lin, is inset with a chant by the Chinook tribe.

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 It goes on to say:

We call upon the waters that rim the earth, horizon to horizon,

that flow in our rivers and streams,

that fall on our gardens and field, and ask that they

Teach us and show us the way.

We call upon the land which grows our food,

the nurturing soil, the fertile fields,

the abundant gardens and orchards, and we ask that they

Teach us and show us the way.

 You can read the entire Chinook blessing here.

The blessing trail ends at the cedar circle.

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Maya Lin's Cedar Circle

Maya Lin’s Cedar Circle


walking back to our picnic spot

walking back to our picnic spot behind and to the north of the amphitheater

Meanwhile, Allan had gone on an exploration walk of his own.

campground road, where no campfires are allowed at all this summer.

campground road, where no campfires are allowed at all this summer.


just over a few grass-clad sand dunes: Waikiki Beach

just over a few grass-clad sand dunes: Waikiki Beach

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While we could no longer smell smoke because of a breeze that had come up, a haze still hung over the sun.

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driftwood forts

driftwood forts

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fishing off the jetty

fishing off the jetty


in the background: the concert area

way in the background toward the mid-right: the concert area


returning to the concert area

returning to the concert area


the setting (Allan's photo, looking southeast)

the setting (Allan’s photo, looking southeast)

Meanwhile, back at our picnic spot:

Nancy and her delicious pasta salad (Phil's recipe)

Nancy and her delicious pasta salad (Phil’s recipe)


vermicelli noodles, chicken, and other yumminess

vermicelli noodles, poached chicken breasts, and parsley and basil

A park ranger came around and gave each audience member a charming little lyrics book.

I love that the lyrics are this important.

I love that the lyrics are this important.

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More folks arrive from the beach.

More folks arrive from the beach.


audience (Allan's photo)

audience (Allan’s photo)

winter

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


ocean backdrop

ocean backdrop


the hazy sun (Allan's photo)

the hazy sun (Allan’s photo)


Dave and Melissa arrive (Allan's photo)

Dave and Melissa arrive (Allan’s photo)


our picnic nook

our picnic nook


Dave and Melissa

Dave and Melissa

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sweet dog in the audience (Allan's photo)

sweet dog in the audience (Allan’s photo)


"Puppies!" said Allan. Mel and I stood up to look.

“Puppies!” said Allan. Mel and I stood up to look.

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winterlings

(Allan's photo)

(Allan’s photo)  Nancy and me in the background; Phil is sitting on the rock.


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The Winterlings asked us all to stand up and make the letter W with our arms and then took this photo:

photo courtesy The Winterlings

photo courtesy The Winterlings


the cliff behind us (Allan's photo)

the cliff behind us (Allan’s photo)


clifftop viewers

clifftop viewers


up and up like agile monkeys

up and up like agile monkeys


Someone else's elaborate picnic (Allan's photo)

Someone else’s elaborate picnic (Allan’s photo)


foreground: our friend Christl who managed the Eric Wiegardt Gallery, and her sister

our friend Christl who manages the Eric Wiegardt Gallery, and her sister (Allan’s photo)


dessert time! Pink Poppy Bakery peach and vanilla cream cupcakes.

dessert time! Pink Poppy Bakery peach and vanilla cream cupcakes, after the Phil and Nancy pasta salad and fruit bowls brought by Mel and Dave


ocean haze and ship

ocean haze and ship


glowing sunset over the trees

glowing sunset over the trees

The Winterlings

last

branches

playing under the moon

playing under the moon

Nancy and Phil had to leave at dusk to pen up their dear chickens. The crowd dwindled after sunset because of a rising cold wind. (The Winterlings said it was the windiest concert they had ever played.)

I found it well worth staying till the end.

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Their music affects me deeply, this time especially a song called All of the Good Things. Later, at home, I got equally misty eyed watching the video of the song.

Although I want to believe in something after death, I find it hard to visualize that possibility.  I am moved when someone else does in a way that makes some sense to me.  I am thinking of someone I knew who is very ill and of all the many good things about my grandmother and of a second chance to communicate with my mother (because I now remember more good things than bad) when I read these lyrics:

All of the Good Things

We will live again
light and shining
family of friends
truth unwinding

You’ll wear the dress I made
I’ll try your wings
we will remember
all of the good things

Writing letters
prayers and wishes made
we will understand
all of it someday

But in the meantime, love,
I choose to sing
I choose to remember
all of the good things

Flowered climbing vines
blooming toward the light
you left suddenly
we were all surprised

I heard your voice today
in this old machine
it made me remember
all of the good things

Copyright Amanda Birdsall, 2008

Later, I learned from Amanda that she wrote this song as “comfort for her grandfather when his dearest lifelong friend passed away” and that the photos in the video are of her family.  That made the song even more precious to me.

This duo does play around the Seattle area and probably in Portland, too.  Do try to find them.

The Winterlings website

The Winterlings Facebook page

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Friday, 7 August 2015

Because of another bout of strong wind, I stayed indoors working on this blog, and with this post I finally have caught up after all the June and July garden touring.  It won’t last long, as the edible tour is on Sunday, and it won’t make the posts publish in real time, as I’m still about ten days behind.

I didn’t even have to water the ladies in waiting today, as Allan had done so while watering his own garden.  Since I didn’t have room to share these photos during the work blog, here are a few of our garden taken four days before:

second wave of lilies coming on

second wave of lilies coming on, looking southeast

lilies and cosmos

lilies and cosmos

Miscanthus and lilies

Miscanthus sinensis ‘Variegatus’ and lilies

hips of Rosa moyesii with Stipa gigantea

hips of Rosa moyesii with Stipa gigantea

looking west

looking west

the west bed, with the last wave of lilies

the west bed, with the last wave of lilies

It’s not all beauty: I must remember to move the poor astilbe, below, which I also told myself to move last summer when the same thing happened.

It is not getting watered and needs a new location, poor thing.

It is not getting watered and needs a new location, poor thing.

Echinops sphaerocephalus 'Arctic Glow'

Echinops sphaerocephalus ‘Arctic Glow’

center bed: river of Geranium 'Rozanne'

center bed: river of Geranium ‘Rozanne’

I take this quiet day as a chance to recommend the book I finished last week:  It’s informative and also personal in perfect combination:

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Cabin Lessons by Spike Carlsen

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from the book

from the book

That reminds me of the work triangle, which says you can get two out of these three qualities: fast, cheap, and good…but never all at once.

The workers that are fast, good AND cheap are probably going to struggle financially.  I speak from experience.

Allan worked on his project, and watered the Ilwaco planters.

He saw a moth on a daisy...

He saw a moth on a daisy…

a new boat in the boatyard...

…a new boat in the boatyard…

and watered a stray poppy...

…and watered a stray poppy…

admired some good nasturtiums in a planter...

…and admired some good nasturtiums in a planter…

and talked with the owner of this boat, in town for the Tuna Classic.

and talked with the owner of this boat, in town for the Tuna Classic.

 Saturday, 8 August 2015

Allan's photo: Our neighbour, Onyx, comes for a drink.

Allan’s photo: Our neighbour, Onyx, comes for a drink.

At one-ish, I walked down to the Saturday Market.  Allan had already started working on his project.

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Ilwaco Saturday Market

I had a feeling I had better get to the market before it was closed down by heavy 25 mph wind aimed right at the market tents.

looking west down Waterfront Way

looking west down Waterfront Way

Northwest Natural

Northwest Natural

Northwest Natural leaf molds

Northwest Natural leaf molds

bought some Ginger Gold apples from De Asis Farm

bought some Ginger Gold apples from De Asis Farm

Meanwhile, the Oregon Tuna Classic was taking place in the stormy weather; the marina is full of tuna sport fishing boats for this annual event.  Much tuna will be donated to local food banks.

Oregon Tuna Classic

Oregon Tuna Classic

a heavy load of tuna

a heavy load of tuna

tuna catch

tuna catch

icing down the fish

icing down the fish

more fresh produce at the market

more fresh produce at the market

Ankeny Street

Ankeny Street

(We toured a garden on Ankeny Street in June.)

Every week at the market, I see folks admiring the Basket Case Greenhouse’s hanging baskets.

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I found Maddy of Pink Poppy Bakery dismantling her tent because of the wind and managed to buy some lemon cupcakes at the last minute, then went into Time Enough Books to give owner Karla a gardening invoice.

shop dog Scout and a friend

shop dog Scout and a friend

When I departed after a good long chat with Karla, I found actual rainfall outside.

When I departed after a good long chat with Karla, I found actual rainfall outside.

At home, I excitedly checked all the rain barrels.

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Yay!

Yay!

rainbarrel

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This one had a head start with osciillating sprinkler run off from our low roof.

This one had a head start with osciillating sprinkler run off from our low roof.

Frosty and Smokey observing the weather.

Frosty and Smokey observing the weather.

Much as I would love to see several days of heavy rain, I must request a break from rain from noon to five tomorrow (August 9th) for the edible garden tour.

Now I am at last going to catch up on posts I’ve missed (due to garden touring and blogging about garden tours) in the Tootlepedal blog.

I also plant to finish an excellent gardening memoir:

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Friday, 24 July 2015

Garden Tour Nancy and I had plans for some Edible Garden Tour pre-touring, but first, we went by invitation to see a charming small Seaview garden.

Sue’s Garden

My Facebook friend Betty had told me about the garden of her neighbour, Sue.  First, Nancy and I had a look over the fence at the well-grown vegetables on Betty’s “Farm”.

Betty's farm

Betty’s farm

and her darling dog, Ella

and her darling dog, Ella

We then went to view the cottage garden next door belonging to flower-loving neighbour, Sue.  Betty had told me it was a good example of how someone on a budget and a small space can have a garden with, as Betty says, “just love and hard work. She looks for ‘deals’ and nurtures them into lush, healthy plants. Sue grows most of her garden from seeds which she shares freely.”

Black Eyed Susan vine at the gate

Black Eyed Susan vine at the gate

Sue's flower garden, staged in containers.  Later there will be sunflowers along the fence.

Sue’s flower garden, staged in containers. Later there will be sunflowers along the fence.

zinnia

zinnia

zinnia

zinnia

zinnias

beans

beans

morning glory

morning glory

We had an audience.

We had an audience.

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rose

sweet peas

sweet peas

sweet peas

sweet peas

Nancy and I were both delighted.  I would much rather see a tiny garden grown from scratch and from sharing than the grandest estate.

Dawson Garden

Next, Nancy and I visited another small garden in Long Beach to get some sneak peek photos for the Edible Garden tour (which, by the time you read this, will have taken place on August 9th.  Although I’ll save most of the photos for my edible tour posts.  Upon arrival, we were offered a free hydrangea which Nancy happily arranged to dig up this fall.

the hydrangea in question

the hydrangea in question

a well grown delphinium

a well grown delphinium

The edible portion of the garden is in containers, and I am sure, or at least I assume, that’s because, like me, the gardeners are more into using the majority of the space for a flower garden.  Because the paths are narrow, they’ll have that part of the garden blocked off during tour day.  Owners John and Judy let us go through it.

This driftwood is piled over a little fish pond to protect the fish from the local raccoons.

This driftwood is piled over a little fish pond to protect the fish from the local raccoons.

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protected pond

John makes garden art from objects.

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driftwood decor

driftwood decor

screened fish tub

screened fish tub

and another tub protected with driftwood

and another tub protected with driftwood

view from the deck

view from the deck

potted plants on the deck

potted plants on the deck

overlooking the garden

overlooking the garden

another creation

another creation

ingredients

ingredients

a pond next door

a pond next door

The home is on a cul-de-sac where several other homes also have gardens, and one gets the feeling it’s a friendly street to live on.

a tidy house at the inside end of the cul-de-sac

a tidy house at the inside end of the cul-de-sac

42nd Street Café

Nancy and I replenished our strength..and talked about garden tours…over lunch at the 42nd Street Café.

locally canned albacore tuna sandwich with house made potato chips

locally canned albacore tuna sandwich with house made potato chips

Russian vegetarian scramble with sour cream

Russian vegetarian scramble with sour cream

homemade jellies

homemade jellies

Gene Miles, retired Long Beach city administrator, was at the café and showed us some photos of how he is remodeling his garden, which was on the garden tour in 2013.  I got him to email them to me and will share them a little later.

On the way to our next pre-tour, Nancy and I went to the

Columbia Pacific Farmers Market 

It takes place every Friday afternoon at Veterans Field in Long Beach.

produce stall

produce stall

flowers

flowers

Nancy admires some fresh berries.

Nancy admires some fresh berries.

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Double J and the Boys on stage (except more girls than boys today)

Double J and the Boys on stage (except more girls than boys today)

our neighbours' farm, Starvation Alley

our neighbours’ farm, Starvation Alley

Our garden makes a nice backdrop.

Our Vet Field corner garden bed makes a nice backdrop.

the Humane Society raffle booth...with kitty litter buckets holding down the tent in the ubiquitous wind

the Humane Society raffle booth…with kitty litter buckets holding down the tent in the ubiquitous wind

plants

plants

onions and flowers

onions and flowers

dahlias

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Nancy's bouquet

Nancy’s bouquet

Pink Poppy Bakery

Pink Poppy Bakery

squash blossoms from Pink Poppy Farm

squash blossoms from Pink Poppy Farm

another good backdrop: our flag pavilion garden

another good backdrop: our flag pavilion garden

Garden Tour Nancy

Garden Tour Nancy

The Planter Box garden

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Next, Nancy and I went on a sneak peek pretour of the expansive vegetable garden grown by Ray Millner, patriarch of The Planter Box.  He and his wife, Barbara, have pretty much retired and passed on the garden center to their son and daughter, Raymond and Teresa, and Ray devotes himself to growing enough food to feed his extended family.

Ray and his grapes, protected from dew.  He says he will remodel the top to be domed.

Ray and his grapes, protected from dew. He says he will remodel the top to be domed.

I am saving the photos for the edible tour coverage.  But here is the hand of a gardener:

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On the way home, in Long Beach, we saw the family of deer that eat from the planters on Seventh Street (which is just north of where they are).

at home in the town

at home in the town

in my own garden

This is a before photo of an upcoming project area.

This is a before photo of an upcoming project area.

I had thought I was going to spend most of my weekend painting lumber and was thrilled to find that Allan had already done it.

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And he was now mowing the lawn.

And he was now mowing the lawn.  At least the part in back that is still growing.

While watering, I found a Todd plant that had suddenly sprouted!

While watering, I found a Todd plant that had suddenly sprouted! I up-potted it right away.

The tadpoles in the water box are refusing to turn into frogs.

The tadpoles in the water box are refusing to turn into frogs.

passion flowers

passion flowers

with sweet peas

with sweet peas

After dark, I heard the sound of rain.

rain, making a puddle! thrilling!

rain, making a puddle! thrilling!

Gene’s Garden

Gene had emailed me the photos of his Long Beach garden and here they are.  You may remember his garden from the 2013 garden tour, or from this article by Debbie Teashon.

the driveway container garden

the driveway container garden

new: a two tiered deck on the west side

new: a two tiered deck on the west side, surrounded by garden beds…and do I see a new fence?

the view from the driveway

the view from the driveway…hey, that fence is new along the street!

I am so impressed with the new streetside fence and sweet peas.

I am so impressed with the new streetside fence and sweet peas.

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sweet peas

Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue'

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ might have come back from 2013.

what was a too-narrow straight edged bed along the house

what was a too-narrow straight edged bed along the house

Thanks, Gene, for the virtual garden tour.  You have done grand improvements.

 

 

 

 

 

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Saturday, 20 June 2015

I would have liked to stay home.  I have spoiled myself with Saturdays off lately, However, we had to work today so that we can be home Monday for the plumber, and we have fallen behind enough so that we cannot have a three day weekend this time.

I was leaving good company behind.

I was leaving good company behind.

As we got ready for work, Jessika from next door, co owner of Starvation Alley Farms (purveyors of the finest organic cranberry juice) came over to pick a big bowl of strawberries.  We had offered them to her as well as Devery, because we simply do not have time to keep up.

Jessika

Jessika

She suggested we come out with a bowl to pick berries for our breakfast, not realizing that both Allan and I are pretty non-functional during the first hour of our mornings.

Ilwaco Saturday Market

Before work, I fulfilled my self-imposed obligation of taking some Saturday Market photos for the Discover Ilwaco page.  Pink Poppy Bakery was also a draw.

I continue to be thrilled to see the progress of the soon-to-open Salt Hotel.

It's already offering surfing lessons, having moved the surf shop down from its previous location in Seaview.

It’s already offering surfing lessons, having moved the surf shop down from its previous location in Seaview.

We strongly advise taking Surfing Lessons from Salt Surfing owner Julez Orr, as the ocean is dangerous around here and he knows how to navigate it for safety and fun.

Eventually, the view bar and restaurant will reopen on the second level.

Eventually, the view bar and restaurant will reopen on the second level.

As I walked past OleBob’s Café, I thought “What in the world is that man doing?” and then realized it was Allan trying to get a photo of the crab steamer flame.

on the north side of OleBob's

on the north side of OleBob’s

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

At the market, vendors were battening down their hatches because of a strong north wind.

At the market, vendors were battening down their hatches because of a strong north wind.

As you can guess, I was not pleased that we were facing another windy day of work.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

I briefly popped into my favourite bookshop to check up on its owner, Karla, who had recently had minor surgery.  She was fine and had her niece’s new puppy to show off!

south side of Time Enough Books

south side of Time Enough Books

Kelli and Karla with puppy love

Kelli and Karla with Gimli

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

I got puppy kisses from Gimli.

market reflection

market reflection in OleBob’s south window

As always, lots of cute dogs

As always, lots of cute dogs

a doggie pile up

a doggie pile up

Pink Poppy produce

Pink Poppy produce

Jacob and Pink Poppy baked goods

Jacob and Pink Poppy baked goods

Allan's photo: He noticed this guy's t shirt.

Allan’s photo: He noticed this guy’s t shirt.

This reminds me of a friend recently telling me that Ilwaco will be a hipster mecca when purple monkeys fly out of his butt.  We are expecting purple monkeys soon.

This reminds me of a friend recently telling me that Ilwaco will be a hipster mecca when purple monkeys fly out of his butt. We are expecting purple monkeys soon.

We got ourselves some Swedish traveling cake for work, and some German chocolate brownies for dinner later with Our Kathleen.  We were going to her place in the evening.  We’d wanted to have a campfire here, but would not be able to because of the accursed wind.

well tended flowers at Purly Shell Fiber Arts

well tended flowers at Purly Shell Fiber Arts

Long Beach

Now, for work.  Our first project was to get the horsetail weeded off the pond garden by the stoplight.  On this busy Saturday, we parked a block away and walked with the wheelbarrow, buckets and tools south to the pond…

...past NIVA green, my favourite shop.

…past NIVA green, my favourite shop.

The pond, before

The pond, before

I weeded all around the edges.

I weeded all around the edges.

Allan's photo.  It was like a wind tunnel there.

Allan’s photo. It was like a wind tunnel there.

Allan went out onto the slippery waterfall area.

Allan went out onto the slippery waterfall area.

The heroncam watches this pond and is watched by people who wish they were in Long Beach.  So far, no one has ever gotten to see Allan fall in.

The horse wagon went by.  (Allan's photo)

The horse wagon went by. (Allan’s photo)

I crossed the street to the south to check on the dampness of the nearest planter.  I am hoping they will hold till Wednesday, because of the watering schedule changes due to needing to take Monday off.

Fortunately, the city crew waters the baskets (from Basket Case Greenhouse) every day.

Fortunately, the city crew waters the baskets (from Basket Case Greenhouse) every day.

As we were driving north to Long Beach an hour or so earlier, I had gotten a message from MaryBeth asking if Allan might be interested in a small kayak that she wanted to divest herself of.  It is a little too wide for her to easily paddle.  He was very interested, as it would make it possible for him to take another friend along on a boating excursion, so she brought it to us.  As you can see, it is so compact that it actually fit inside our van!

Allan and MaryBeth loading the kayak

Allan and MaryBeth loading the kayak

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

We finished up the pond and it looks beautiful again.

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after

after

Above is an example of how salal takes over a garden.  I tried planting other stuff because Mike wanted more colour.  The darn salal comes up in everything all along the back side of the pond.  Its roots are like iron.

This pond, built years ago by a pond builder, has a bad case of the underwear showing in spots.

This pond, built years ago by a pond builder, has a bad case of the underwear showing in spots.

If the pond were mine, I would be trying to cover all the fabric with driftwood, rocks, or…something.

It shows in the middle, too, and that would be hard to conceal, although the right piece of driftwood would do it.

It shows in the middle, too, and that would be hard to conceal, although the right piece of driftwood would do it.

a fish handing out restaurant samples (Allan's photo)

a fish handing out fish ‘n’ chips samples (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

We needed some coffee, not fish, to keep going through the next project.

Great Escape Coffee drive-through

Great Escape Epsresso drive-through

Allan thought these pampas grass demonstrated the strong cold wind that plagued us all day.

Allan thought these pampas grass demonstrated the strong cold wind that plagued us all day.

Our next project: Allan weeded the north side at the back of Coulter Park, while I went after bindweed sneaking up through various shrubs.

the south fence garden bed in Coulter Park

the south fence garden bed in Coulter Park

The south garden bed is easy to maintain, as the other side of the fence is mowed lawn.  The north side is a nightmare, as the neighbouring property line is made of salmonberry, blackberry, and bindweed, all of which run fiercely into the park’s garden bed and intermingle with the roots of the roses.  This disheartening situation had discouraged me from scheduling this weeding job till now.

south bed

south bed

The trees at the southwest corner of the park have an habit of being ugly inside:

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I spend a bit of time cutting dead wood out of them; they’ve been pruned to allow access at the back entry to the park so the dead interiors show.

I could spend hours at this....but did not.

I could spend hours at this….but did not.

made it just a little better

made it just a little better

Allan’s project:

before

before

after

after

I don’t think many citizens know that there is such a peaceful park area behind the Long Beach depot building in Coulter Park.

looking east

looking east

looking west; It used to have picnic tables.

looking west; It used to have picnic tables.

We were hoping to strim the long grass from the center parking lot berm.  When we found that there were too many cars parked close to it (as we sort of expected on a Saturday), we cancelled that mission and just weeded the pocket garden by Culbertson Field. (Allan remembered it!) 

it’s three blocks east of the Long Beach arch.

 
Allan's photos: before

Allan’s photos: before

after

after

all tidied up

all tidied up

Minnie Culbertson

Minnie Culbertson

In the little garden, I found a prize: a little tin box (photographed later at home):

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I expected to find a treasure, or a stash, but it was empty.

I expected to find a treasure, or a stash, but it was empty.

nearby: a day out at Culbertson Field

nearby: a day out at Culbertson Field

Dumping our load of debris at City Works ended the Long Beach part of our day.

one of the City Works killdeer family

one of the City Works killdeer family

Ilwaco Boatyard Garden

Back in our town, we tackled the north stretch of the boatyard garden, weeding out the horsetail.  It is determined to take over; we are determined to prevail against it.

boatyard garden with Stipa gigantea

boatyard garden with Stipa gigantea

boatyard Ceanothus

boatyard Ceanothus

I also diagnosed, easily, a problem with the city planter at the corner of the boatyard.  Instead of being dry, it is not draining, and the Erysimum is rotting.

soupy!   This one will need very little watering till autumn when we can dig it all out.

soupy! This one will need very little watering till autumn when we can dig it all out.

At last, work was done, we dumped our debris, went home, and changed clothes, picked a bouquet and dropped off the trailer and headed out for the evening.

by the Ilwaco stoplight, heading north

by the Ilwaco stoplight, heading north

evening out

On the way to Kathleen’s cottage, we picked up delicious tacos at the truck by North Jetty Brewing in Seaview.

tacos

Chef Jason Lancaster from the Cove Restaurant only works there in person on Sundays.  However, we learned Thursday evening that his Korean and Hawaiian tacos are featured there every day now.  We are thrilled.

tacomenu

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I liked the look of this vignette across the street.

I liked the look of this vignette across the street.

We arrived at Kathleen’s with Waikiki tacos for her and spicy Korean and Bahn Mi tacos for me and Allan.

Our Kathleen

Our Kathleen

at Kathleen's cottage

at Kathleen’s cottage

Our Kathleen

Our Kathleen

Kathleen had been to the Garlic Festival today and had met Debbie, who recognized her from the blog.  Kathleen invited Debbie to join us for Ilwaco Halloween at our house.  I hope she does!

a simple bouquet

a simple bouquet

Now for two days off, except for watering the Ilwaco planters…I do hope I muster up enough energy to get some gardening projects done at home.  And I hope our slightly leaky pipe does not blow, as my garden needs a thorough watering so I simply must have water.

 

 

 

 

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Saturday, 6 June 2015

My weekend was not shaping up to be all about the planting of the ladies in waiting.  I could not plant any in the shade gardens because of the potential wind fall of tree branches. With the expectation of company, and some concern that wind might cancel the afternoon hours of the Saturday Market, I walked down to the port at mid morning to get a Pink Poppy treat.  Checking  on the curbside garden by the Bruce Peterson photography gallery, I found it was dry, learned from Wendi P. where the hose is, watered, pulled a few handful of weeds….THEN on to the market.

foggy but not as windy as in my garden

foggy but not as windy as in my garden

I did not realize till I downloaded this photo that it is our friend Devery buying produce!

I did not realize till I downloaded this photo that it is our friend Devery buying produce!

Double J and (one of) the Boys

Double J and (one of) the Boys

more music in front of the Don Nisbett gallery

more music in front of the Don Nisbett gallery

Our good friend J9 buying treats at Pink Poppy Bakery's booth.

Our good friend J9 buying treats at Pink Poppy Bakery’s booth.

I also encountered Our Kathleen by the same booth.  It is a popular stop.  Kathleen and I firmed up our plans for dinner.

Coming home, I thought our ceanothus looked grand from our neighbours’ yard (Jared and Jessika who own Starvation Alley Cranberry Farm).

Ceanothus

Ceanothus

In the a couple of hours before guests arrived, I managed to get almost all the stray pots picked up from the patio, the one place out of the north wind as it is tucked against the south side of the house.  The north wind, common in summer, is rarely as powerful as it has been for the last three days.  Because of its drying effect, Allan had gone out to water the Ilwaco planters with the water trailer.

a sheltered spot

a sheltered spot

I even got a few weeds pulled before I heard voices.  Portland garden writers Ann and Kate emerged from Ann’s sea-foam green Fiat with their hair flying in the wind.

The Fiat looking so cute by our house.

The Fiat looking so cute by our house.

Ann in the garden

Ann in the garden

Kate on the sidewalk

Kate on the sidewalk

Ann and me, photo by Kate Bryant

Ann and me, photo by Kate Bryant

photo by Kate Bryant

photo by Kate Bryant

photo by Kate Bryant

photo by Kate Bryant

photo by Kate Bryant

photo by Kate Bryant

Ann and Kate in the garden

Ann and Kate in the garden (I asked her to repeat her pose from Kate’s photo)

After walking around the non-treed parts of the garden (because, sadly, it was too windily dangerous to show them the paths, swale, and fairy doors in the bogsy woods), we settled by the patio table with a lime bundt cake from Pink Poppy Bakery, acquired fresh from the market two hours before.

Madeline's lime bundt cake

Madeline’s lime bundt cake

When I began to pull some weeds around the base of my chair, Kate, a professional gardener, could not stop herself from weeding the patio near where she sat. 

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kateb

Let me name drop a bit by telling you that she wrote some of the entries for the amazing Flora plant encyclopedia; my battered copy of the two volume set has been much perused.

look at all the weeds she pulled!

look at all the weeds she pulled!

Allan joined us at last with a tale of watering difficulties:  At the Ilwaco city works yard, he had found the water trailer completely boxed in, and had had to come home to get the work trailer and buckets to water 27 planters and 12 street trees, with about 900 pounds of water to lift.  (I should have noticed that the trailer was not in front of the house when I returned from the market.)

Allan's photo of the blocked trailer (under green tarp)

Allan’s photo of the blocked trailer (under green tarp)

He filled the buckets at the community center so that he could do some watering there, as well.

He filled the buckets at the community center so that he could do some watering there, as well.

 Allan added to our patio party when he brought out another treat: some Starvation Alley organic cranberry juice concentrate and some tonic water.

cran

Then came more photo taking time.  You may see some of the photos on Ann’s blog.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo of the Fiat

Allan’s photo of the Fiat

It occurred to me that Kate and Ann might want to join us for dinner, so to my delight we changed our reservation at the Depot from two people (me and Kathleen) to five people.  I knew that Kathleen would enjoy their sympatico company.  We would have to bundle up and sit on the outdoor dining deck (which does have propane heaters).

at The Depot Restaurant, Ann's shirt and Kate's bag match the deck tablecloths.

at The Depot Restaurant, Ann’s shirt and Kate’s bag match the deck tablecloths.

I hope that all our readers like food photos.  Here we go:

Oysters 'Scargo

Oysters ‘Scargo

artichoke fritos

artichoke fritos

clam chowder

clam chowder

gazpacho

gazpacho

steak killian

steak killian

parmesan chicken

parmesan chicken

panfried oysters

panfried oysters

Mediterranean prawns

Mediterranean prawns

tiramisu

tiramisu

vanilla bean flan

vanilla bean flan

sorbet duo

sorbet duo

our happy table: Kathleen, me, Allan, Ann, Kate

our happy table: Kathleen, me, Allan, Ann, Kate

As we finished our repast, Ann suggested we walk one block west to the Sou’wester Lodge to see the evening music performance.  I had put “Gerle Haggard” on my calendar, and then had decided I didn’t have the energy, as I have on every Sou’wester musical evening since work season began.  Now inspired by our friends, we decided to all go.

entering through the Sou'wester RV Park

entering through the Sou’wester RV Park

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

In the living room of the historic lodge, Gerle Haggard, a Merle Haggard tribute band.

In the living room of the historic lodge, Gerle Haggard, a Merle Haggard tribute band.

All women, all songs by Merle or songs that he has covered.

All women, all songs by Merle or songs that he has covered.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo: me, Kathleen, Ann

Allan’s photo: me, Kathleen, Ann

Allan's photo: a darling dog that listened from the porch.

Allan’s photo: a darling dog that listened from the porch.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo: Kate

Allan’s photo: Kate

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo: The singer made sure everyone got to hear.

Allan’s photo: The singer made sure everyone got to hear.

Merle Haggard (“All Girl, All Merle”) was so excellent and I was so delighted to be there that I resolved to stop skipping musical evenings in favour of après-gardening collapse.

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Saturday, 16 May 2015

Ilwaco

We began our Saturday with a brief trip to the Ilwaco Saturday Market, for photos and for a treat from Pink Poppy Bakery.

Allan's photo from the port office deck

Allan’s photo from the port office deck

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

a damp day

a damp day

We bought Swedish Traveling Cake for work, and Chai cupcakes for after dinner.

We bought Swedish Traveling Cake for work, and Chai cupcakes for after dinner.

Allan could not resist some pickled garlic.

Allan could not resist some pickled garlic.

our neighbours' booth (Allan's photo); They have a staff of booth-runners at markets all over the Northwest.

our neighbours’ booth (Allan’s photo); They have a staff of booth-runners at markets all over the Northwest.

inside Time Enough Books at the Port (Allan's photo)

inside Time Enough Books at the Port (Allan’s photo)

I bought Ken Druse’s new shade garden book, having ordered it at Time Enough Books.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Bookstore owner Karla and I talked about how excited we are that the Salt Hotel is about to open at the end of the block, and how much it will revitalize the port.

I’ve been so busy that as I write this a week later, my new Ken Druse book has not yet emerged from its bag.

On the way north, Allan had a book to pick up at the Ilwaco Timberland Library.  He photographed the handsome unfurling of the ferns that I pruned there fairly recently:

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Dutch iris still blooming in the tiered garden (Allan's photo)

Dutch iris still blooming in the tiered garden (Allan’s photo)

As we headed north to work, I took the first of several photos for the Rhodie Driving Tour photo album.

in Seaview

in Seaview

The Depot Restaurant

a check up on the Depot garden

a check up on the Depot garden

Allan planting some bright yellow sanvitalia in the barrel by the east window.

Allan planting some bright yellow sanvitalia in the barrel by the east window.

I had a sudden revelation: Why does not the garden on the north side of the deck extend further east?  What was I thinking, stopping it an an angle like that.  No one does much mowing or strimming of that grass, so why not get rid of it?

needs expansion!

needs expansion!

Today's plans did not allow time to implement the idea.

Today’s plans did not allow time to implement the idea.

Long Beach

We had forgotten to add two Geranium ‘Rozanne’ to the back of the welcome sign.

sweeping up after some horsetail control

sweeping up after some horsetail control

The Planter Box

We needed more cosmos, necessitating a stop at The Planter Box.

snapdragons

snapdragons

calendula

calendula

Back in the employees only greenhouse, I saw a gorgeous Dicentra called ‘Valentine’.  I’ve never seen one so red.  I want it badly…but it is sold already.

Dicentra 'Valentine', now on my must have list.

Dicentra ‘Valentine’, now on my must have list.

want it, can't have it!

want it, can’t have it!

a cart full of six flats of Cosmos 'Sensation' and 'Psyche' (Allan's photo)

a cart full of six flats of Cosmos ‘Sensation’ and ‘Psyche’ (Allan’s photo)

On the way out of the back greenhouse, I noticed some Cosmos ‘Candy Stripe’ on the sales floor.  They had got past me thus far; I snagged one 6 pack for my own garden.

Wish I had more of this picotee cosmos.

Wish I had more of this picotee cosmos.

Allan's photo of me carrying the Candy Stripe cosmos; he thought the flowers looked like bagpipes.

Allan’s photo of me carrying the Candy Stripe cosmos; he thought the flowers looked like bagpipes.

Traveling north to our next job, we sustained ourselves with our Pink Poppy Bakery treat.

Swedish Traveling Cake

leaving the Planter Box carpark with Swedish Traveling Cake

Golden Sands Assisted Living

wheelbarrowing cosmos down the hallway (Allan's photo)

wheelbarrowing cosmos down the hallway (Allan’s photo)

I truly entered Annuals Planting Hell while planting 60 cosmos in the Golden Sands garden.  Maybe the sprinklers weren’t on yet; I found some of the ground was dry underneath so had to put water in each small hole.  I had not brought a dipper, so tried a tiny plastic dish that Allan found.  My head just about exploded with how long it took and after about ten cosmos, I walked out to the car (a long trip down the hallways) for a proper dipping container (a reasonable sized Costco plastic jar that had held nuts).  Life immediately became easier.

On one side of the courtyard, the red rhodos are blooming at their unpruned height.

southwest corner

southwest corner

On the other side, they got pruned severely.  I did not and do not approve, but everything outside the four quadrants of flowers is out of my hands.

the tall and the short of it (short ones are in southeast corner)

the tall and the short of it (short ones are in southeast corner)

I also noticed that the shrubs under the windows had been pruned to window sill height, but apparently at the same time someone had severely chopped two of the roses, planted by volunteers (outside the flower quadrants).

roses chopped severely...at the wrong time of year.  Why?  I do not get it.

roses chopped severely…at the wrong time of year. Why? I do not get it.  You can hardly even tell there is a rose in each of these photos.

detail:  WHY????

detail: WHY????

Oh well…I must just focus on our four quadrants…which are about to burst into bloom.

Northwest quadrant

Northwest quadrant

mom's red rose in NW quadrant

mom’s red rose in NW quadrant

NE quadrant

NE quadrant

acquilegia

aquilegia

Rudbeckia  starts from our Kathleen are sizing up!

Rudbeckia starts from our Kathleen are sizing up!

SW quadrant; Allan handwatering in case the sprinklers are not yet on.

SW quadrant; Allan handwatering in case the sprinklers are not yet on.

SE quadrant with the first of the sweet williams.

SE quadrant with the first of the sweet williams.

I'm horrified to see salal appearing at the edge of the SE quadrant!

I’m horrified to see salal appearing at the edge of the SE quadrant!

No time for salal control.,..and can’t find out about sprinklers because it is Saturday.

Allan strimmed the center lawn and spared a scabiosa that had reseeded there.

Allan strimmed the center lawn and spared a scabiosa that had reseeded there.  (I’d like it to be all moss and flowers…)  (Allan’s photo)

We have a mini-river of Geranium 'Rozanne' in that lawn.

We have a mini-river of Geranium ‘Rozanne’ in that mossy lawn.  Allan weeded around them. (Allan’s photo)

Klipsan Beach Cottages

I did some light weeding and planted 24 cosmos.  While I did so, Allan weeding along the north fence.

before:  Allan's photo.  That buddliea, belonging to a neighbor who never retrieved it, has languished in that pot for years and has now rooted into the ground.

before: Allan’s photo. That buddliea, belonging to a neighbor who never retrieved it, has languished in that pot for years and has now rooted into the ground.

After:  I didn't agree with cutting the pot away, but now I regret that so he can do so next time! (Allan's photo)

After: I didn’t agree with cutting the pot away, but now I regret that so he can do so next time! (Allan’s photo)

I resisted the buddleia rescue because they are now maligned and considered weedy (except for the new sterile cultivars).  We can just keep the old flowerheads trimmed and it will be fine.  Poor thing.

Dutch iris

Dutch iris

rose clambering into the bay tree

rose clambering into the bay tree