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Friday, 8 June 2018

at home

The rain started last night around midnight and kept on and on.

breakfast time and no room for my food

In the midmorning, I went out into it to fill from the rain barrels all my little buckets and (with some help from Allan) all the green jugs.  The barrels had been completely empty and by end of day they were full even after all the dipping out.  I found this little guy floating in one as it filled.  He must have been on the bottom—glad I rescued him in time.

I do so enjoy dipping cool water from a barrel.

Skooter observes

buckets and jugs

I walked around the garden to enjoy its happiness.

the new ladies in waiting

back garden, east bed

Eryngium ‘Jade Frost’

more east bed

Mom’s copper rose

a new lily

Stipa gigantea and Rosa moyesii

cutleaf elderberry, Fuchsia magellanica, Rose ‘Radway Sunrise’

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a bogsy wood clearing that needs clipping before it disappears

bogsy wood path that need weeding or mowing

The garden that was battered after last week’s weeding is all fresh again.

unweeded west side border

The white rambling rose below was grown from a cutting from Maxine’s garden…just laid into the soil in autumn till it sprouted…and then from another cutting when we moved from our old garden to here.

In the garden boat, snails ate my smaller cosmos.  And they keep attacking the dahlias so I have these thingies over some of the dahlias so I can put the bad slug bait inside without the cats stepping in it.

Rose ‘Paul’s Himalayan Musk’

from outside the garden

If I were walking by and looked down the Nora House driveway, I would be intrigued and excited.

Frosty watches me reenter the house.

Now for a reading and Gardeners’ World day.

while trying to read

I finished the book I’d been reading all week at bedtime.

third in an excellent series

In the book, Marie has a health scare.  I am sure most people who have had something that might be, or is, cancer, can identify with this:

I love Marie!  I read on anxiously to find out how she fared.  I was worried about a friend with a similar problem—that turned out to be a hernia, for which we were all oddly grateful.

Marie’s intake for an MRI amused me…

And I enjoyed her enjoyment of the MRI, since I found it most interesting and peculiarly pleasant when I had mine.

This is a rare occurence:

Marie, in her mid 60s,  writes, “I think of…

I think of my grandmother every day also, and am surrounded by her things (furniture, dishes, pictures).

Gene is her grandson, and Jack her son, in this passage that expresses how I feel about my house.

Marie joins Facebook in this group, and I must admit I share her cynicism about happy-all-the-time memes.

I can’t recommend these books highly enough.  As I write this, I have finished the fourth one and I hope there will be a fifth one.

I went on to have a wonderful time watching three episodes of Gardeners’ World.

I happened on an old one that was labeled 2017 but must have been from before Monty Don hosted the show from his own garden, and therefore must have been before he had a stroke and took a few years off from the show.  The setting was different.

My notes:

Rose ‘Souvenir du Dr. Jaimon’ likes some shade.

Stipa gigantea’s common name is ‘Golden Oats’.

Monty says, “You don’t get as many seeds to the packet as you used to.  But maybe that’s a truism about life.”

Thinning carrots attracts carrot fly.

In the evening, Allan and I agreed that we both would rather stay home than go to the Pride parade tomorrow, as we both feel we have so much to do here.  However, we WILL go…unless, as some forecasts predict, it is pouring rain and windy.

By the end of the day, we had had a wonderful 1.08 inches of rain, which will enable us to take Monday off instead of watering planters. Thanks to our having watered planters yesterday, the soil will stay damp even in the thickest of plantings.  The water barrels all were full again.

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Sunday, 24 May 2015

I repeated yesterday’s day off in a way:  I worked on catching up on this blog for much longer than I had planned.  At least I got outside…without my camera…at 3 PM instead of 5.  Weeded like mad in the back garden till almost 8 and dug out a surprising amount of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ (way too much of a good thing) and a sickly looking Centaurea montana (rather a shame).  The latter might have come back if I had just cut it back hard but I suddenly was in a frenzy to dig it out completely.  (Now I will miss its spidery blue flowers.  Todd informs me that there are new cultivars in blue that are better than the old one that I had.)

Centaurea montana...bye bye

Centaurea montana…bye bye

BLACK Centaurea montana

pretty sure I still have the cool BLACK Centaurea montana in the front garden

Allan’s productive days

On a drive to Long Beach to get some gutter fittings, Allan took some photos of Black Lake.  His hope was to go boating on Monday.

Black Lake, Ilwaco

Black Lake, Ilwaco, a popular place on a holiday Sunday

Black Lake dock

Black Lake dock

After buying his supplies at Dennis Company in Long Beach, Allan took this photo of the carriage ride going by the flowers at Long Beach City Hall.

mainly featuring lambsears and sea thrift

mainly featuring lambsears and sea thrift

His project: to fix a rotten board at the top of our garage.  This has bothered him for years; other projects have taken priority before now.  He was inspired by his desire to put another downspout for another rainwater collection bin, and he photographed the project as it went along.

I don't even notice it anymore.

Side: I don’t even notice it anymore.

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front

In the dark, with misty rain falling, and lots of progress showing.

In the dark, with misty rain falling, and lots of progress showing.

Monday, 25 May 2015

Allan’s garage repair project continued.

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new wood spliced to old solid wood, replacing old rotten wood

all painted, with no seam showing....I am impressed.

all painted, with no seam showing….I am impressed.

new downspout installed

new downspout installed

Allan rewarded himself with a boating excursion on Black Lake…coming up after I regale you with some garden (and PUPPY!) photos.  (There will be a bird in Allan’s set of photos.)

Monday in the garden

the poppies by our driveway

the poppies by our driveway

As I was doing some weeding in the front garden to make room for planting the last of the six packs of cosmos, our friend Ed Strange drove up, bringing my nephew Jackson for a welcome visit.

Jackson weighs 20 pounds now!

Jackson weighs 20 pounds now!

That face! That paw!

That face! That paw!

Jacks in motion

Jacks in motion

sit and shake hands

sit and shake hands

What a good boy!

What a good boy!

Then the back garden became much more interesting than Ed and a treat.

Then the back garden became much more interesting than Ed and a treat.

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an enormous treat for me

an enormous treat for me

Ed left for a gardening job, while I got back to my weeding and planting.

back garden in progress

back garden weeding in progress

After removing six or more huge Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’, I sheared the rest.  I picked up most of the clippings; leaving them lie there leads to a veritable grove of Autumn Joy.

Did you know its original name is Sedum 'Herbstfreude'?

Did you know its original name is Sedum ‘Herbstfreude’?

Removing some of the sedums gave me space for new plants.

Removing some of the sedums gave me space for new plants (my new Agastaches and Sanguisorbas).

Some accomplishments and failures in the garden this weekend:

This area had been thick with weeds, and snails and slugs had eaten a Shasta daisy to the ground.  Weeded: check!

This area had been thick with weeds, and snails and slugs had eaten a Shasta daisy to the ground. Weeded (pretty much): check!

where on Saturday, I removed a sickly, sprawling Centaurea montana.

where on Saturday, I removed a sickly, sprawling Centaurea montana.

Two huge sedums removed, making room for two small plugs of Panicum 'Northwind' instead.

Middle bed: Two huge sedums removed, making room for two small plugs of Panicum ‘Northwind’ instead.

Rosa moyesii and Stipa gigantea

Middle bed: Rosa moyesii and Stipa gigantea

did not get the end of the middle bed weeded: fail.

did not get the end of the middle bed weeded: fail.

end of east bed, before

end of east bed, before

after.  Weedy sedge dug out.  Check!

after. Weedy sedge dug out. Huge Autumn Joy removed.  Dwarf fireweed pulled. Check!

southeast shade bed: weeding not done, and what was done not picked up.  Fail!

southeast shade bed: weeding not done, and what was done not picked up. Fail!

Mary expected a better job.

Mary expected a better job.

the garden left in chaotic condition....

the garden left in chaotic condition….

Some Todd plants found...Triumph!

Some Todd plants found…Triumph! And Sluggo cast all about to protect them…

Despite wishing I had gotten more weeding done, I felt pleased that I had gotten about 20 of my ladies in waiting planted and was able to enjoy an evening stroll around the garden.

a fragrant old rose (moved from my other garden, lost the ID on the way)

a fragrant old rose (moved from my other garden, lost the ID on the way)

This rose used to live at the Wiegardt Gallery...back when the building was pink and the garden undiscovered by the deer.

This striped rose used to live at the Wiegardt Gallery…back when the building was pink and the garden undiscovered by the deer.

Iris siberica

Iris siberica

Patio still laden with the last of work Annuals (and Perennials) Planting Time

Patio still laden with the last of work Annuals (and Perennials) Planting Time

Allan boating on Black Lake

Allan rewarded himself for a job well done with a late afternoon excursion to Black Lake, which, though small, is only a few blocks away.

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Black Lake rhododendron

Black Lake rhododendron

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an interpretive sign

an interpretive sign

Our local paper just had this interesting article about local youth making Josh’s trail better.

ready to launch

ready to launch

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from the water

 

Allan was able to quietly float up to this heron.

Allan was able to quietly float up to this heron.

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Allan felt sorry when his presence annoyed the bird into flapping out of the water.

those annoying humans

those annoying humans

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the built-up side of the lake revealed

the built-up side of the lake revealed

The bird came back to fish some more, and allowed another photo, my favourite:

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Allan tested out his new waterproof camera by actually putting in under water to photograph the weeds that can make this lake feel shallow for boating:

water weeds

water weeds

We had both worn ourselves out with our weekend extertions.  Fortunately, our next work week would be only four days  long as Allan has another boating expedition planned for next Saturday.  I am thinking that three day weekends make life much more pleasant than twelve day work weeks.

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Saturday, 28 June 2014

Rain in the morning caused me some emotional distress about the Doggie Olympic Games, which I so wanted to be fun. I felt compelled to post my concern on Facebook, and a friend informed me the games did not begin till 1. It looked like the sky would lighten by then. I removed my post so that no one would see it and feel discouraged about going!

The rain was a good excuse for me, though, to stay in and work on my garden tour blog entries.

And for Allan, it was an excuse to run errands, including a trip to Costco. On the way, he stopped at the Ilwaco Timberland Library and saw this cunning construction put together by one (or more) of the librarians.

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At Costco, he looked at larger cameras than the little pocket cams we both use….

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and concluded they would be much to hard to deal with during everyday work.

Meanwhile, I blogged, until my friend Ed Strange (Strange Landscaping) called and asked me to walk a few blocks to look at a house for sale in Ilwaco; an old friend of his was hoping to buy it, and he said he wondered if I had been the one to install the garden. That piqued my curiosity enough to stop blogging and walk over to lower School Hill. The rain had completely stopped…so nice for the Doggie Olympic Games!

On the way, I saw this.

On the way, I saw this.

and this charming entranceway

and this charming entryway

and these

and these

When I saw where Ed was parked, I realized the house in question was a dream house of mine, or at least a dream location. I had noticed a house hidden away on the very end of a dead end street, so secret that I felt I should not even walk to the front to look at it.

The roped off street makes me wonder if the end of the street is part of the property!

The roped off street makes me wonder if the end of the street is part of the property!

There it is!

There it is! So secret!

The very secret back yard on a hill; the lot is double, 50 by 200 feet, and goes down into the woods.

The very secret back yard on a hill; the lot is double, 50 by 200 feet, and goes down into the woods.

The back door of the house hung over the yard, up in the air, as although the house is one story, it is built on a sloping foundation.

back door

back door

I immediately thought of the grotto at the Vos garden on Whidbey Island.

Our friend and realtor Cheri Diehl had the listing. Strangely, just a couple of weeks ago I had idly thought to asking her to let me know if that secret house ever came up for sale. I had been missing the hideaway qualities of my old house (not for reasons of anyone who has dropped by to visit…for other reasons, I assure you!!)

Ed admiring a tree on the property; you can see the rather tricky terrain, and storage underneath the house.

Ed admiring a tree on the property; you can see the rather tricky terrain, and storage underneath the house, probably even smaller (although probably dryer) than the basement at our old cottage.

the front porch

the front porch

photo swiped from Discovery Coast Real Estate

photo swiped from Discovery Coast Real Estate

Inside (I learned later online), there was no room for my wall of books, two small bedrooms, and a bathroom with no room for a bathtub. And yet…oh, the location!

I walked back home and got drenched in a sudden rain squall, feeling pensive. I knew the lot was too steep for me, and that the house was too small for me and Allan, and the yard was smaller than ours (which is 79 by maybe 250!) and yet…what a little dream. Someone other than me is going to have a fairy tale life there.

I went back to blogging, then at about three in the afternoon took an obligatory walk down to the Saturday Market to take some photos for Discover Ilwaco.

Walking past the lost garden around the corner from our house, where the roses are getting truly lost.

Walking past the lost garden around the corner from our house, where the roses are getting truly lost.

redtwig dogwood in front of the bank...looks like deer nibblings

redtwig dogwood in front of the bank…looks like deer nibblings

I found that during the squall, the vendors had been given permission to start packing up to go home, so the market was small compared to the usual. The others news I heard was that the Beachfront Bargain Hunt show had not been seen filming at the market that day. Too bad that they missed our perfectly weeded gardens.

De Asis Produce

De Asis Produce

rain rill in the center of Waterfront Way

rain rill in the center of Waterfront Way

On the way home, a puddle by the Don Nisbett Art Gallery

On the way home, a puddle by the Don Nisbett Art Gallery

garden by the port office

garden by the port office

I came in the back garden gate and enjoyed the garden ever so briefly (but garden tour blogging was calling to me.)

bogsy wood bridge

bogsy wood bridge

soggy Japanese iris

soggy Japanese iris

the "stop the eye" project that I still have not gotten to.

the “stop the eye” project that I still have not gotten to.

Uh oh, Geranium 'Rozanne' is swallowing Rosa glauca.

Uh oh, Geranium ‘Rozanne’ is swallowing Rosa glauca.

rain measuring device

rain measuring device

At home, the cats told me it was fine to stay indoors and blog some more.

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Awhile later, Luanne from Olde Towne came over and the weather allowed us to tour the garden and then sit outside and visit for over an hour.

Smokey joined us.

Smokey joined us.

The garden showed well.

The garden showed well.

Luanne picking strawberries.

Luanne picking strawberries.

I was able to tell her all about the dream of the hidden house, and how enticing it was but that it could not be. And then…more garden tour blogging.

Sunday, 29 June 2014

Because we were expecting garden guests, we were most pleased when the lawn dried off enough to mow it first. During our time off garden touring, and then all the rain, it had gotten long enough for uncomfortable walking.

Later, Debbie came over with her husband and her brother Jay, who was visiting all the way from Florida, and we had a garden tour. Allan got some photos, discreetly from afar. Jay was a delight; When he learned that that my grandmother had been my gardening mentor, he asked insightful and moving questions about her, including, quite simply, her name (Gladys Walker) and he said he thought it important to say people’s names.

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me and Jay as he asks insightful questions

me and Jay as he asks insightful questions

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Danish flag poppy

Danish flag poppy

hips of Rosa ...gosh I forget its name.

hips of Rosa …gosh I forget its name. Special. Once blooming. From Joy Creek. Was able to spout off its name to Debbie! OH! Rosa moyesii!

the bud of Dranunculus vulgaris

the bud of Dranunculus vulgaris

and another

and another

Egyptian walking onion, Allan's photo

Egyptian walking onion, Allan’s photo

Clematis 'Etoile Violette'

Clematis ‘Etoile Violette’

our new birdbath

our new birdbath

best friends having a natter

best friends having a natter

Delicious food is one thing that can draw me out of the garden and even away from the blog. On Sunday night, the Depot Restaurant was having its twice yearly paella special, and so (having been reminded by Susie of the Boreas, who had been the night before) we went out.

evening light at The Depot

evening light at The Depot

borscht and Pinot Noir

borscht and Pinot Noir

the view from our favourite table at the end of the bar

the view from our favourite table at the end of the bar

and the paella

and the paella

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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