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Before we get to our day, here’s some breaking news: A sale fell through on the wonderful garden (and home) next door to the Bayside Garden.  There must be a moneyed gardener who would love this 4.4 acre property with great gardening neighbors and with lots of room for garden expansion. Have a look at the real estate listing, here.  And tour the garden in this old post from when it was on the local garden tour.

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

We could have had today off by working ten hour days for three days.  I’m learning that a day off is not always worth that pain; besides, I especially enjoy a day spent working only in our own town.

You may recall that last night, we tagged three arbutus for removal near the old Shorebank building.

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Last night: The tagged shrubs are three arbutus that want to be tree like. To keep pruned to the desired three feet tall just makes them ugly so I rebelled and stopped pruning them last year.

In the morning email, I heard that the port crew would probably be too busy to remove the shrubs.  Imagine my delight when we drove down Howerton and saw that the shrubs were gone after all!  What’s more, crew member Daryl had done the removal so skillfully, with a backhoe and ropes, that he had saved the wee huckleberry.

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We don’t even have to get soil to fill in holes!

We set to tidying the area and pruning the two wax myrtles, a shrub that, unlike the arbutus, looks just fine when pruned.  A good hose watering settled the garden nicely.

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after

The most important issue in these gardens is making safe traffic sightlines for people pulling out of driveways.

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Daryl, who did the excellent shrub removal.

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before pruning the myrtles

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and after

We were almost immediately thanked by two business people for making their view of the road better.

After tourist season, we will cut those two wax myrtles flush to the ground.  They will come back as nice, easily clipped and shaped mounds like these, in the next garden, that got that treatment last year.

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These are easily kept clipped low.

Also possibly for slated for removal is the mugo pine at the end of my favourite Howerton garden bed.  Daryl had stopped to clean the restrooms and we had complimented him on his precise and neat shrub removal.  He offered to take the pine out sometime and I said I would love that. While it may look neat and short in the photo below, that is only because of extensive and frequent pruning on my part.  I believe it was purchased as a dwarf mugo pine.  It doesn’t know that and wants to be twice this tall at least.

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my favourite Howerton bed

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Mugo pine might be feeling nervous at this point.

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Daryl examines the understructure of the pine.

By the way, all the too-big plants predate our working on these gardens.

Next, we checked up on Mayor Mike’s garden nearby and found the house had been painted exactly the colour I was hoping for.  When brown had been suggested awhile back, I’d pointed out that a pink and blue and white garden does not tone well with a brown house.

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This is perfect. The window trim will be raspberry colour. Delectable.

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overspray (Allan’s photo)

We weeded at the boatyard for about an hour in weather that suddenly felt too hot and sunny.

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pulling little scrimmy horsetail

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boatyard garden looking south

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north stretch of boatyard garden (Allan’s photo)

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late poppies (Allan’s photo)

The rest of the workday was spent watering more of the Howerton Ave curbside gardens.

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eastern end of the Howerton gardens, looking west

I left Allan and weeded my way toward my watering goals, the port office and Time Enough Books gardens.

While watering at the Loading Dock Village garden between Howerton and the water, I took in the view, as did Allan while hooking up his long hose at the dock.

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Allan’s photo

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fog rolling in, viewed from near the Loading Dock Village

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At the same moment, Coho Charter boats are still in sunshine.

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Eryngium and a spider (Allan’s photo)

When Allan and I met up at the west end after our separate watering tasks, we were both thinking of dinner at Salt Pub.

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Deadliest Catch (with the sound off) was playing on the telly on the end wall.

Soon every table was full.  Despite that, our dinner was served in good time.

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cheeseburger with salad subbed for fries

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Allan’s rockfish sandwich

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the view from our window table

At home:

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Every morning and evening, I find Calvin and Smokey together on this small chair. There are larger chairs on offer!

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Watered the container and greenhouse plants.

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a late flush of lilies

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Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Today was the day when we check up on all of our non-city gardens.

The Depot Restaurant

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north side of dining deck

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the weekly watering at the Depot

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Persicaria ‘Firetail’, hops on the lattice

The Red Barn

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our little garden

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Only my sore foot and lack of time kept me from digging out part of this sad Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’.  “It’s green,” said Allan.

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tigridia (Allan’s photo)

Diane’s garden

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my good friend Misty being camera shy

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Misty, Diane, Holly

Misty got a belly rub to make up for the photos.

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Holly is decidedly not camera shy.

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Oh, and the garden:

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The Anchorage Cottages

The garden was dry here, too.  I had to send messages about that AND do some watering, which means less time for weeding.  (Some waterers-in-training are on the job.) Only ground level had water problems; the pots and window boxes were fine.  Allan fertilized them.

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sweet peas in office courtyard (Allan’s photo)

The Planter Box

We chose some plants for the tree garden by Abbracci Coffee Bar.

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at the entrance

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I bought myself a variegated rush

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lots of tomatoes in the big greenhouse

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We did the usual tidying. This is the one garden where I never have to worry about watering except perhaps a couple of plants in far, obscure corners.

In the swale, I noticed that a twinberry had come up and was blurring the composition.  I usually leave this area to Allan; he did not know this was a “weed shrub” to me.

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before

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after

This was followed by a set of photos for the KBC Facebook page.

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looking in the east gate

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the birdbath view

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view of the fenced garden from a lawn bench

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Clematis ‘Rooguchi’

Port of Ilwaco

We watered all down the port of Ilwaco.  This was the task that was hardest on my sore heel today.  (I have been consulting Dr Google and I think it may be the dreaded plantar fasciitis.  I have been gleaning many useful tips for home treatment, including stretches and ice.)

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Allan had an audience from one of the street trees…

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and in the Loading Dock Village garden.

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east end of the marina (Allan’s photo)

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by the Tuna Club (Allan’s photo)

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Port office garden and Basket Case baskets

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gulls, boats, blue water

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curbside gardens

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garden boat at Time Enough Books

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Someone swiped all but one of the flowering stems on the eryngium, center.  With clippers (secateurs).  I do notice.

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curbside by Salt Hotel

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The pot shop has a new paint job.

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multi tasking

After all that hose dragging and connecting and disconnecting, later that evening when we were watching telly, we heard rain, and it rained substantially instead of the “less than 1/10 of an inch” that had been predicted.

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Monday, 10 July 2017

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front path


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our garden from the street


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detail (Allan’s photo)

Mike’s garden

We began at Mike’s garden a few blocks east, where most of my time was spent watering.  There are very few clients who water as much as I would like them to.

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Mike’s garden

Allan’s pruning:

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Lonicera ‘Baggeson’s Gold’

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Long Beach

We began Long Beach with an hour spent pulling weeds at the north parking lot berm; all three of the so called berms are going to be getting more attention because of the expanded Fun Rides.

The berm (Allan’s photos), which gets no supplemental water at all:

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lupines going to seed


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with birds foot trefoil


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and without


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This Long Beach resident, Maria, was on her way home to weed and to plant some new plants in her own garden.

Then we watered downtown: 27 planters for me, 10 planters and 18 trees and six stand alone smaller containers for Allan.

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The Smoke Shop planter is one of my favourites this month.


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Unhappy words were said…


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…over this cosmos pulled out and left to wilt.


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Fifth Street Park is starting to look more colourful.


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I had had to switch to my phone camera because of zoom and lens cap-opening camera dysfunction.


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Armeria (sea thrift) with an interesting fasciated stem and two flowers.

The Geranium ‘Rozanne’ that had been messed with last week was still looking wilted because of pulled stems entangled with good ones.  It took a while to tease the dying ones out.

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Once again, the pile was twice this big when I was done.

Allan’s photos on his watering round:

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outside the Long Beach Tavern; their flower display


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by the Fun Rides

For awhile at one planter, I could sense a man standing behind me.  I thought he was some random guy invading my personal space while talking on his phone….Until I finally realized it was my former partner, Robert, actually talking to me.  (Traffic was loud.)  We had a laugh about it.  I’m used to negotiating around people while watering.  Sometimes, a person will park herself on the bench despite me, my hose, and my bucket.

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Ignoring Robert because I did not look to see who he was.

I had been looking forward to seeing him downtown because I was able to tell him that I had had my DNA tested and came up 39 percent Irish.  (Robert is very Irish.)

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in a tree garden

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Eryngium variifolium under a street tree.  I just now found out there is an E variifolium called ‘Miss Marble’; I had a cat by that name and MUST have that Eryngium!


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by Dennis Company


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A common sight.  This is the route from the Red Barn Arena to the beach.


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There is a path that goes through woods to residential streets that lead to the beach.


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If you recall the Geranium ‘Rozanne’ that was dug up for a plumbing repair and then cut way back and replanted, here it is doing well.


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Coulter Park with Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ and Berberis ‘Helmond Pillar’


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cosmos, knautia, Cerinthe major purpurascens, sweet alyssum


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painted sage and cosmos

We finished with some weeding at Veterans Field, where I got to meet a puppy.

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Pup’s name was Eleanor

Also got to talk to this wonderful and good dog:

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Aww….This dog was watching me as I walked away, after me saying words about it being such a very good dog.

We remembered to give some bucket water to the thirsty end planter on Sid Snyder Drive.  A fellow was sitting on the bench shaking sand out of his shoes, just yards from the beach.  I had to firmly remind myself, as I often do, that the benches ARE for people, not just for me to put my bucket and tools and hose on.

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I had Allan drop me and the trailer off by the Freedom Market so that I could pull a lot of the dog daisies out of the curbside beds there.  He picked up the water trailer to water the 10 street trees and 25 planters.

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Freedom Market curbside bed, before


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after

A passerby thought the the lambsear flowers looked like the finest marijuana buds, ones that “you’d be really proud of.”  He was right, and I found it amusing with the juxtaposition of the pot shop.

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lambs ear “bud”

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removed three heaping wheelbarrows of daisies


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new mural on Salt Hotel

Allan’s photos while watering:

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me starting to pull daisies


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Sweet peas at the boatyard (Allan’s photo while filling the water tank)


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at the boatyard


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Griffin Gallery’s own planter


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an old, slightly wobbly Erysimum that I’m not replacing …yet


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Asiatic lilies at the post office

Evening at the marina, after another 9.5 hour day:

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Wednesday, 3 May 2017

Even though I had high hopes of being able  to erase the boatyard from the work list by this evening, I found it hard to get started in the morning.

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Before work, Allan caught our neighbour munching in Allan’s garden.

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Onyx!

Howerton Avenue at the Port

We began, not at the boatyard, but at the east end of the curbside gardens and worked our way west.  Howerton will be busy on Saturday because of the children’s parade and the opening of Saturday Market.

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Narrow curbside gardens run from east to west all along the landward side of the buildings.  You can see the line of green just below the words Howerton Ave.

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chasing down the horsetail and sorrel

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looking west

That garden bed is the only Howerton Avenue garden with a horsetail problem, which makes it time consuming to weed.

At my request, Allan dug up three clumps of tatty old kinnikinnick.

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before, when I thought clipping might be sufficient.

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Then out came the pick because I am tired of this plant.

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after

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Next door at CoHo Charters

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further west, the rocky garden by the old Port Bistro with a California poppy seeded in.  (Allan’s photo)

Allan has to do all the river rock beds nowadays because they kill my knee.

I had had big plans for extensive pruning of the Shorebank shrubs.  We had lost too much time this week to rain so now that won’t happen till autumn.  At least we had time for Allan to trim off the wind damaged parts.

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before

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arbutus before (Allan’s photos)

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after

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California wax myrtle, before

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and after

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Look at the difference between one of three columnar pears (left) that were in full wind, and the ones (right) protected by the tall Shorebank building.

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I added some free clumps of chives to several of the beds.

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my favourite Howerton garden

Allan took all the rest of the photos today.

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the marina

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cushion bush that did not make it through the winter (When I saw this photo, I realized I did not tell Allan to pull it out.)

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Lots of little grasses were in the river rock by the Powell Gallery.

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long telephoto: We were regaled all afternoon by the school band practicing for the weekend’s parades.

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some ladybug love

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the last chive goes in at the west end garden

By the time we were weeding down by Ilwaco Freedom Market, we had been at these gardens for five hours.  I let my longing for complete perfection go because we had to get on to the boatyard.

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west end, where I hope all the volunteer dog daisies will hide some leftover weeds.

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I just think this captured how worn out I was by this moment…pre-boatyard.

Boatyard Garden

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The Long Beach trolley went by as we approached the boatyard.

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Asked Allan to remove this yarrow, with too much clover in it to bother weeding

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better

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This boatyard dog had rejected me the other day.  Now I know his name is Spencer, and I got to pet him today.

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Lady Allison was past the halfway point and I got my hopes up that we would finish to the south end of the garden by 7 PM.

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All of a sudden right here I hit the wall.  I could not take another step (except to get into the van and hobble into our house).  It was 6:45 and it had become clear that we had at least half an hour more weeding to do.

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We’d come a long ways in 2 1/2 hours.

Allan dropped me at home and went to dump.

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view to the east of the marina

When he returned, he had to shift annuals back into the greenhouse.  I was spent. I deserved a nice cuppa Builders Tea but was too tired to make one. 

Allan noticed a big snail halfway up one the of the very tall bamboo poles in the front garden.

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And a snail drinking from rain barrel  water.

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rather precious, really

By then, I had read the news that the Affordable Care Act might be repealed tomorrow, and that the new “Trumpcare” plan would, along with other bad things, greatly raise insurance rates for older people.  I am physically not capable of working any harder to make more money to pay higher premiums than what we have through the ACA, so we might soon be in the pickle of being unable to have medical insurance.  When younger, in our 50s, we paid about 1/3 of our annual income for our medical insurance.  Now that we are older, and I, at least, cannot work seven ten hour days in a row all gardening season long, our annual income does not even cover what our premiums would be without the ACA.  I will be in suspense about this vote, even though it will not be the final blow and there will still be hope for a later defeat. I’ve made phone calls, written letters to our Republican representative, and last time I spoke with her office I was told she plans to vote against it…but she is just one of many.

And to add to that gloom, I still did not get to erase “weed boatyard” from the work board because I had just plain pooped out.

One bright note: During our workday, Nancy from the port office and one of the boat dwellers had given us some fresh asparagus, picked yesterday.  In a few minutes, I’ll be sat in my comfy chair watching telly and dining on fresh buttery asparagus.

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Tuesday, 18 April 2017

We were revived by our day off but were not ready to face the rest of the beach approach project. Today would be a day of smaller, easier jobs.

Next to the driveway as we left for work:

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tulips


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Narcissus ‘Chinita’

Port of Ilwaco

An event this Thursday at a port business inspired us to deadhead narcissi all along the Howerton Way gardens.  We won’t be attending but we expect it to draw a crowd.

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We want to make sure the gardens look nice for this business that watches out for flower jackers. (A few weeks ago, Allan got asked from the Freedom Market’s upstairs window what he was doing digging up plants in the garden. We appreciate that vigilance.)

We worked our way from east to west.

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east end, looking west


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The marina is across the east end parking lot.

 

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nautical trash

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The scrimmy little horsetails are not my mission today.


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CoHo Charters lavascape


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deadheads by the old Portside Café (Allan’s photo)


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by the Fort George Brewery office


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The old Shorebank building (now empty)


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kinnikinnick looking really quite nice and making one big buzzing bee happy


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Wax myrtle and arbutus that got the full windstorm blast from across the Shorebank parking lot…


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Another storm blasted wax myrtle

We will trim up those shrubs before the May 6th Children’s Parade and opening day of Saturday Market.  No time for that today.

Allan went on to deadhead the west end while I weeded between Shorebank and the Port Office, including the little garden on the south side of the port office building.  The tide was low…

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looking west


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Little brown birds scavenging the muddy rocks

Looking east, with lots of interesting driftwood

In the wheelie bin enclosure, I found a salvage piece which will be great to add to our fence.  Its little doors will provide a peekaboo effect.

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This went home with us.

 Interlude at home

As we parked in front of our fence, I thought about how interested I would be to see our garden as a passerby.

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I’d be looking over the fence for a better view.

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I remembered a few gardens in Seattle into which I used to peer through and over fences.

The cats had something to say about how we should stay home for the rest of the day.

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Smokey


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Skooter appears

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Frosty

Calvin, being not especially outdoorsy, doesn’t much care whether we stay home or not.

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Calvin woken from his usual daylong nap

The garden looked extra fine and tempting.

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tulips and cardoon


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Japanese maple (Allan’s photo)


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golden bleeding heart


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Tulip ‘Green Star’


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Ribes speciosum still in full flower


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Ribes speciosum and tulips


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patio tulips


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a lavishly fringed tulip (and Frosty saying, “Do stay!”)


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tempting

I have pretty good willpower about going to work (necessary for longterm self employment).  Off we went.

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Allan photographed this good old dog when we stopped at the bank to put a cheque in.

The Anchorage Cottages

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Beth and Mitzu (Allan’s photo)

We expected to just deadhead and weed.  However, Beth needed help with the climbing hydrangea which had fallen over in the recent big windstorm.

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They got it pushed back and well tied to the new trellis.

The wind was hard on a lot of the tulips in containers, especially in the office courtyard.  They fared better in the more protected center courtyard.

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center courtyard; an array of pots is just to the right


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some courtyard containers


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purple fringed tulips


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pink fringed tulip


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window boxes with tiny species flowers


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narcissi and unfurling sword fern

Long Beach

Next, we picked up from the city works yard as much Soil Energy Mulch as today’s buckets would carry.

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our mulch stash, with plants that were removed from a defunct planter

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Our first mission was to mulch the corner bed at Veterans Field.  Some sort of Veterans walk is beginning there later this week so we want it to look fluffy.

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Allan’s photos, before….


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during; an annoying and constant wind made the day cold.


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after

With that done, I went on a deadheading walkabout of the city planters and street tree gardens, while Allan went to weed and add some mulch in two areas of Fifth Street Park.

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He found this big lily bulb…


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a bright orange tulip


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and some annoyingly persistent horsetail

My photos while walking the planters:

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Tulip ‘Flaming Spring Green’

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foreground: parrot Tulip ‘Rococo’ in bud


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Tulip bakeri  ‘Lilac Wonder’


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bench sitter

Reminder to self: Put “dig out planter ivy” on the work board so I will remember it.

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horrible variegated ivy.  I blame myself from many years ago.


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exciting bud on Asphodeline


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orange tulips


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and a painted rock placed by California poppies that might be orange later on!


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pink fringed tulip, and progress on defunct planter (the lamp post has now been removed)


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some big tulips, windblown, chomped by deer, broken, or picked


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In the same planter, Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’ have been blooming for weeks.

Note to self: plant many more ‘Lilac Wonder’.  They are my favourite species tulip and they do so well here.

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Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’

I was awfully tired for the last two blocks of deadheading and figured as soon as we got home, I would sit down.

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At home, I took four buckets of deadheads out to the compost bins while Allan (almost always a man of boundless evening energy) set to mowing the lawn.

The compost bins inspired some compost turning.  A day of varied jobs is much less exhausting than an all day, same place weeding project.

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I had gotten all excited when seeing the bottom of bin B:

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It looked like it might be siftable!

It wasn’t.  But soon will be if I keep turning frequently.

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bins after today’s turning

I need more green stuff before flipping another layer.

While Allan also mowed the next door lawn for our next door neighbour, I checked the hydrangeas over at the J’s garden for signs of life.  The twigs are green when snapped but still no leaves, not even at the base.

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good looking sword ferns at the J’s

Back at home, a stunning narcissus with a deep green center (and tiny spider):

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I got a bit of a start when I thought each leaf of my Davidia tree had a snail in it.  No, those are flowers buds

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Not like the horrible snails everywhere in my garden due to lack of time to properly police them.

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Allan’s photo

Tomorrow, yet another storm is due.  I look forward to reading a book.

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Sunday, 2 April 2017

After breakfast, I looked out the (not entirely clean) kitchen window and thought about how much I appreciate the dogwood buds just outside.  Because I’ve been thinking a lot about the recent deaths of friends, I wondered how many more springs I will have to see this sight.  If I live as long as my mother, 23 more.  My grandma…15 more. Not guaranteed by any means. I gave the buds close attention.

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We finally had some warmth and sunshine.

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Allan’s photo: The wind gauge is still!

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Allan hoped to get home in time to mow the lawn.

Port of Ilwaco

We finished weeding and deadheading along Howerton Avenue at the Port.

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Allan’s photo: Powell and Artport Galleries curbside garden

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curbside garden by Don Nisbett Gallery

I dead headed many narcissi and pulled a few weeds on the south side of the port office.

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Port Office, south side

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Armeria (sea thrift)

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strollers

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low tide

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north side of port office

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lots of tulips in the Time Enough Books boat

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Allan’s photo: Time Enough Books garden

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species tulips (probably linifolia)

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more species tulips

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Allan’s photo: tulip buds and muscari

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westernmost Howerton Ave gardens

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looking east from the west end

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muscari and armeria buds (Muscari ‘Ocean Magic’, right)

I had envisioned planting sweet peas at the boatyard next, then realized that I like to use up all the leftover sweet peas there.  Until we had the seeds planted at Klipsan Beach Cottages and the Anchorage and Long Beach and home, I don’t know how many will be left.  (Sort of like not knowing how many years are left.)

Long Beach

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a pause to admire tulips at the welcome sign

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detail

We went straight to city works and filled up eight buckets with Soil Energy mulch.

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the dwindling pile

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plus two buckets of grass clipping for my compost bins

At Fifth Street Park, we weeded and mulched and planted sweet peas.  I have had no luck with sweet peas in this park for the last few years.  I blame snails.  Yet I live in hope of having a show like the one from several years ago.

Fifth Street Park (Obelisk Park)

Fifth Street Park, one of the years when the sweet peas were glorious.

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dreaming of sweet peas

I said to Allan that next time we work in LB, I want to get more mulch for this park.

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no time for delicious crab rolls today

 

Anchorage Cottages

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our good friend Mitzu

While I planted violas in the window boxes and sweet peas against the chimney on the office courtyard, Allan weeded all round the garden.

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Allan’s photo

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trillium and astible (Allan’s photo)

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the ever annoying glut of scilla (Allan’s photo)

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Someone from Oregon had left a painted rock. (Allan’s photo)

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Manager Beth had done a wonderful job installing a new trellis for the climbing hydrangea.  (Allan’s photo)

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squeezed in three violas to each spring bulb window box

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At the very end of weeding, I noticed that a trunk of the ceanothus by the office had died back, as that shrub is wont to do.

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Allan cutting the dead trunk off

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after, opened up

As we were loading up to depart, I saw two buckets of Soil Energy still in the trailer.  Due to a complete breakdown in communication, they had not got used at Fifth Street Park, so back we went to Long Beach:

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Fifth Street Park with two more buckets of mulch

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Next time, we will weed this edge of volunteer Bad Aster.

I had big plans as we drove home.  We still had two hours of daylight; Allan could  mow at J’s and Devery’s and I could weed at J’s and Norwood and cross them off the check up list.  And then:

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dag nab it

The sun did come out again and Allan got our lawn mowed but by then my energy had disappeared so the two small jobs will have to wait till tomorrow.

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work board tonight

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Saturday, 1 April 2017

I had had every intention of going to the Klipsan Beach Cottages garden today.  The cold wet weather changed my mind.

With Skooter having to stay indoors for ten days with his dog-bitten foot, and with the day being poor, I thought I would keep ALL four cats indoors so that he would not feel singled out.

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Skooter by the front door.

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Frosty by the blocked cat door

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Skooter still by the front door

I put down some catnip as a distraction.

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Calvin, Frosty, Skooter

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That did help.

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The distraction did not last long.

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I wish I could explain to them why the door has to be blocked.

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Calvin and I sat down to read.

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Smokey took comfort in a Katnip Kitty Karrot.

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Before I finished my book, the weather cleared and we decided to do some work at the port gardens.  Skooter had made the mistake of going into the back bathroom, so we shut him in so the other three cats could go outdoors for a couple of hours.  They lost no time in getting out into their garden.

Port of Ilwaco

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Howerton Avenue, east end, looking east

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I planted some poppy seeds.

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Allan weeded the lava rock xeriscape by CoHo Charters.

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by the old Port Bistro, a long-gone great restaurant (Allan’s photo)

I ask Allan to weed the middle of all the river rock beds because it kills my knee to walk on round rocks.

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California poppy in the river rockscape by the old Port Bistro.  (Allan’s photo)

We hear that the Port Bistro building is going to be a coffee shop and bakery, although not after several months or even a year of remodeling.

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me fuming over finger blight by the Fort George Brewery office

I counted at least 30 stems of stolen narcissi along the half of the port gardens we got done today, and it made me mad.

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by the Ilwaco pavilion, looking west

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four different muscari (Allan’s photo)

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Allan’s photo

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the silver santolinas are from cuttings stuck in last year

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my favourite garden bed at the port, by Ilwaco Pavilion

My favourite little garden would look better if it had more narcissi…which it WOULD if it were not for the picking.

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finger blight! flower jacking!

Someday, perhaps, I will have enough planted to make a good show even with flower jackers hitting the gardens on a regular basis.

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The two toned Muscari is probably M. neglectum.

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Muscari neglectum (Allan’s photo)

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the “drive over garden” (Allan’s photo)

The day before, on a drive by garden assesment, a patch of shotweed had caught my eye and inspired an urgent need to weed.

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a big batch of shotweed at the old Shorebank building (Allan’s photos)

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after

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just across the Shorebank parking lot (Allan’s photo)

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cold wind, fog, and the return of rain (Allan’s photo)

We paused on the way home for Allan to photograph the garden bed at the west end.

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We had forgotten to bring our clumps of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’.  After dropping me at home, Allan went back to plant them in an empty spot by the Loading Dock Village building.

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filling in with free plants; I’d planted poppy seeds in the middle.

I had been so focused on weeds (and flower jacking) that I had not even noticed that the columnar pear trees are in bloom.  Allan noticed on his sedum planting excursion:

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Back at home, with all the cats indoors, we blocked the cat doors again.

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not a popular move

Skooter was happy enough for part of the evening…

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helping Allan edit blog photos

But when he woke up, Skooter started pouncing on the other cats, leading to lots of yowling and unhappiness and to another session sequestered in the bathroom.  (I realized later that we should have gotten out the feather stick toy to burn off some of his pent up energy.)

Nine more days till he can go out…

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helping Allan read

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Wednesday, 1 March 2017

Because I believed the weather forecast (rain and wind) and the wind flag flying over the port office, I decided we had better do a project more sheltered than working at the port gardens.  They and the beach approach garden are the worst jobs in bad weather.

I called Peninsula Landscape Supply and learned they are back to their daily hours instead of limited winter hours.  So off we went to get a load of mulch.

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steaming hot soil energy

Note: When the mulch is hot, wait for it to cool before planting new plants in it.

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one cubic yard

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Elijah Blue fescue at Peninsula Landscape Supply

J’s garden

Our first mulching project used a little over half a yard, at the J’s garden across the street.  There, when previous owner had planted a pretty little garden, she planted many of the shrubs humped up on mounds.  Strange.  Too hard to dig a hole? By now, years later, their roots were exposed.  I have been looking forward to fixing this.

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Soil Energy (Allan’s photo)

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bucket application

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before

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after

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before (hydrangeas in the center, back, are so humped up they are falling sideways)

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after

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after

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before

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after

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fluffed up rose beds by back patio

Norwood garden

We had enough mulch left to do the Norwood garden beds, two doors down from us.

Allan’s photos:

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The soil in the narrow bed in the back had looked quite poor and grey when we weeded earlier this month.  Now the bed looks rich and happy.

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then

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now

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happy Euonymous

Port of Ilwaco

As we had worked on the two mulching projects, I realized the weather forecast had been quite wrong.  We could have pleasantly done the spring clean up all along the port.  With a few hours left in the day, we decided to get as much done there as we could.

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Allan clipping sword fern behind (north side) the port office building

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before and after

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south side port office, before

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after some clipping and two buckets of mulch added

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I especially love narcissi with strongly reflexed petals.

Just across a little lawn is the marina, and the tide was high.

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We decided to get as many of the Howerton Avenue curbside gardens done as possible, concentrating on the most walked-by ones, especially ones with the larger ornamental grasses.

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red twig dogwood at the old Shorebank building

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Shorebank: crocuses and kinnikinnick

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by Ilwaco pavilion, before

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and after

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“drive over garden” before

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and after trimming the santolinas (four different cultivars)

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Fort George Brewery (office), before

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and after (Allan’s photos)

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Art Port Gallery, before

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after

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by Art Port Gallery

We surprised ourselves by getting all of the garden beds done except for the west and east ends. While not enough to erase the job from the work board, we should be able to finish it in just a couple more hours.

Home after 5 PM: Skooter was waiting.

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Allan’s photo

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Skooter and Frosty

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Skooter, Frosty…and Calvin!  (Allan’s photo)

Somehow Allan found the energy to nip across the street and mow the J’s little lawn.

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before and after

Even though they are invasive, I cannot help loving the yellow ranunculus (lesser celandine) in the lawn.  It’s not the most evil creeping buttercup.  I asked Allan to mow around it.  It will go dormant in the summer.  Sometimes I am just weak about plants.  But it is a cutie.

I’d love another nice day tomorrow so we could finish the port and the boatyard gardens and have the first spring clean up done!

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work board tonight

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I wondered if I would regret by now that I did not decorate for Christmas.  No, I am just relieved that I have more reading time instead of a day spent un-decorating.  Putting this card, from 1977, out was my entire extent of decorating this year:

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Two pleasant intervals with friends provided some holiday feeling to the season.

I had indeed gotten sick by Tuesday morning with a bad cold, just as Allan was getting over his.  Even though the evening weather had been dry and not windy, we hadn’t had a solstice campfire on Wednesday the 21st as I had hoped.  The knee brace fitter had showed up unannounced at the door with the brace, and I had sent her away politely because I felt so terrible.  (She should have called first.  I just wasn’t up to it by surprise and didn’t want to pass on the illness.  If she’d called, I could have thought ahead and done the fitting out in the garage where the germs were not thick…but I couldn’t think fast enough when put on the spot. Next week, I hope we will connect.)

Thursday, 22 December 2016

While getting the mail on Thursday, Allan had a look at the Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum Christmas village.

in the museum window

looking in the museum window

frontier Christmas village

frontier Christmas village

the Christmas train goes round and round.

the Christmas train goes round and round.

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Skooter helped Allan wrap some presents.

Skooter helped Allan wrap some presents.

Even though I did not think I should take my contagious self to Dave and Melissa’s holiday dinner party, Melissa was strangely insistent that I should attend.  She, Dave, and Todd all expressed conviction that they would not get sick.

Sea Star holiday dinner

at Sea Star

at Sea Star

entry way

entry way

Unlike me, Melissa did not refrain from decorating this year.  (Dave says, “It’s all Melissa.”)

a table top tree with all fruit and veg ornaments

a table top tree with all fruit and veg ornaments

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I love the indoor window between dining room and great room.

I love the indoor window between dining room and great room.

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the big tree

the big tree

Dave, Melissa, Todd

Dave, Melissa, Todd

As always, a delicious feast by the Sea Star chefs

As always, a delicious feast by the Sea Star chefs

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flowers

flowers

 

North Beach Garden Gang

North Beach Garden Gang

When gift exchange time came, we learned why Melissa had been so determined for us all to come.  She presented the entire gang with matching garden club hoodies.

How about that?

How about that?

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home made cookie assortment including chocolate truffles

home made cookie assortment including chocolate truffles, and Allan brought pumpkin pies.

It was impossible to get a good photo of the ever active Coulee.  Here he is, though, as we were also celebrating his tenth birthday.

Coulee gets a scritching.

Coulee gets a scritching.

And a hug.

And a hug.

When we arrived back home at ten, look who we found in the unfenced part of the front garden:

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and a third one behind our neighbour's house

and a third one behind our neighbour’s house

Friday, 23 December 2016

The glass blocks arrived for the upcoming bathroom beautification project.

all the way from Seattle

all the way from Seattle

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

This is all being organized by master builder Bill Clearman.

I kept reading, alternating between Modernity Britain and online discussions of intersectional feminism. By the end of the day, I had finally finished the 758 page tome of Modernity Britain, and I am anxious because I can find nothing online regarding when historian David Kynaston will publish the next volume, Opportunity Britain.  I long for it.

Saturday, 24 December 2016

I spent the afternoon reading more discussions about intersectional feminism and trying to finish a book called Bobos In Paradise: The New Upper Class and How They Got There. I was too distracted to completely finish the rather short book.  My concentration is nil these days.

Allan took a DVD back to the library, a ten block walk.

Allan's photo: library garden

Allan’s photos: library garden

view from library entrance

view from library entrance

A walk back by the marina netted another gift certificate from Salt Pub.

at Salt Hotel

at Salt Hotel

The tide was low.

The tide was low.

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from the docks

from the docks

the steamer at OleBob's Café

at OleBob’s Café

a Christmas eve day walk

a Christmas eve day walk

Crabbing season will finally begin at the New Year.

Crabbing season will finally begin at the New Year.

It is hard on the crabbing families when the lucrative season does not begin till after Christmas.

The Depot Dickens Dinner

At 8 PM, we met J9 and Our Kathleen for the traditional Christmas Eve Dickens dinner at the Depot Restaurant.  I felt ever so much better than earlier in the week.

Depot Restaurant entry way

Depot Restaurant entry way

Depot tree with train and culinary ornaments

Depot tree with train and culinary ornaments

on the tree

on the tree

Dickens dinner: roast beef and Yorkshire pudding and brussel sprouts

Dickens dinner: roast beef and Yorkshire pudding and brussel sprouts

Allan had the crab stuffed petrale sole.

Allan had the crab stuffed petrale sole.

eggnog flan

eggnog flan

vanilla bean caramel cheese cake

vanilla bean caramel cheese cake

J9 and Allan tuck in to dessert after we opened our Christmas crackers and donned our crowns.

J9 and Allan tuck in to dessert after we four opened our Christmas crackers and donned our crowns.

in the pass

in the pass

a nice card from the Depot

a nice card from the Depot

Sunday, 25 December 2016

We had a quiet Christmas afternoon, with the opening of presents (not-morning-people don’t open presents in the morning) and the writing of this blog post.

Skooter enjoyed the unwrapping

Skooter enjoyed the unwrapping

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

presents from Our Kathleen, Montana Mary, Klipsan Beach Cottages, and to the right a Slow Drag mug by Don Nisbett (from Allan to me)

presents from Our Kathleen, Montana Mary, Klipsan Beach Cottages, and to the right a Slow Drag mug by Don Nisbett (from Allan to me)

a beautiful sculpture from Jenna

a beautiful sculpture from Jenna, made by Astoria artist Judith Niland

three from the pile of Christmas cards

three from the pile of Christmas cards

Allan found me a darling house.  It lights up and is not just for Christmas.

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Here, to you, our Christmas greetings; the photo is from a long ago trip.

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Thursday, 13 October 2016

Allan took some photos in the garden.

3.14 inches of rain fell today. (Allan's photo, rain gutter by the shed)

3.14 inches of rain fell today.  (rain gutter by the shed)

in the water box

in the water boxes

our campfire ring

our campfire ring

The bosgy wood swale is filling up earlier than usual.

The bosgy wood swale is filling up earlier than usual.

water under the bogsy wood bridge

water under the bogsy wood bridge

Calvin using the new shelf.

Calvin using the new shelf.

The Cove Restaurant

We did get to have our weekly meeting with Dave and Melissa!  The North Beach Garden Gang had a delicious meal at the Cove.  With daylight being shorter (and a rainy day off for all of us), we started dinner earlier than usual.

standing water on the golf course (Allan's photo)

standing water on the golf course (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

apple and bacon salad

apple and bacon salad

ahi tuna

ahi tuna

fish and chips and Dave's gardening hands

fish and chips and Dave’s gardening hands

Mayan pork conchinita

Mayan pork conchinita

after dinner

after dinner

Sondra's allium bouquet in the foyer (Allan's photo)

Sondra’s allium bouquet in the foyer (Allan’s photo)

The wind kicked up to around 40 mph as we drove home.  Our power stayed on and we watched a DVD of Housewife, 49, a British tv show based on Nella Last’s War. Loosely based, as it turned out. Nella’s life story, her relationship with her son, Cliff, and even her personality were so altered that I was sorely disappointed.  

Friday, 14 October 2016

We had 10 tornado warnings today.  That is simply unheard of.  (I do remember one such warning, several years ago.) A tornado hit Manzanita, a ways down the coast.  Not far enough from us!  Our flimsy manufactured home would be toast.

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I slept through a severe thunder and lightning storm that did wake Allan, and read later that our area had 160 lightning strikes.  This is also unusual and disconcerting.

I remained obsessed with the presidential election news.

Allan had an uneventful trip to the post office and took some photos:

the bogsy woods with seasonal water much earlier than usual.

the bogsy woods with seasonal water much earlier than usual.

We won't be having another camp fire soon.

We won’t be having another camp fire soon.

Our rain gauges are broken now. (Too full to register how much more rain!)

Our rain gauges are broken now. (Too full to register how much more rain!)

high tide at the port

high tide at the port

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storm flag is up

storm flag is up

flags

full gale warning

full gale warning

with the Time Enough Books lions

with the Time Enough Books lions

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windblown gardens

windblown gardens

Cats snoozed all over the house.

Skooter

Skooter

Calvin making himself completely round.

Calvin making himself completely round.

Just before dusk, I decided I had better go outside and do another patrol for loose pots and other blow-able lightweight items.

The storm warning still stands at 90 mph despite one alarmist disreputable faux forecaster calling for a 150 mph apocalypse!


ginger

1997 (age 73):

Oct 13: I started digging up the Hostas in the patio bed and divided.  I potted them and will give as many to Robert as he will take and then plant them in the PRFB-E.  [Patio Right Flower Bed East??   Robert was my spouse at the time.]  Don came out to get the Dutch Gardens bulbs.  I started cutting out the ivy on the fence so I can plant my tall Hollyhocks along the fence.  I was almost sick from exhaustion.

Oct 14: Store and Errand day.  I finished pulling ivy and it took 5 wheelbarrow loads to the pile.

1998 (age 74):

Oct 13:  Ditto. [from yesterday, dried tomatoes and made applesauce] I was very surprised at how few dried tomatoes I got from three trays.  The smallest ziploc bag is only 1/2 full!  I peeled 2 pails of apples—all in slices and got 6 Sealameal bags.  I crammed them into the refrig freezers and I think the freezers are full unless I can throw some out of the chest freezer. [She had two refrigerators, one in kitchen and one in shop.]

Oct 14:  FLU SHOT 143# BLOOD PRESSURE HIGH   Dr E switched medicine for blood pressure (right after I had filled 300 proprandalol).  I only need to take the Atenalol once a day so I’ll be sure to remember that.  I have to go back in 2 weeks to recheck my blood pressure.  I set most of the begonia baskets down on the porch.

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