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Thursday, 31 August 2017

We’d had some more drizzle, enough to make small puddles in the street.

While pleasing, it was not enough to saturate the soil in any of the gardens or planters.  Just enough for a little light refreshment.

Post Office garden, still dry

in the post office planter, “two bugs”  (Allan’s photo)

Long Beach

strimmer touch up after deadheading (front)

In the back of the sign, you can see that Geranium ‘Orion’ is just a green mound, while Rozanne is still blooming determinedly.

Allan and I parted ways to water the 37 Pacific Way planters, with him going south and me going north.

still my favourite planter

another good one

Santolina, Oregano ‘Hopley’s Purple’, Geranium Rozanne’

I love the angularity of ‘Hopley’s Purple’ oregano.

It occurred to me that I can take starts of Hopley’s Purple in the fall and put it in some other planters, as well.  The only other place I have it is in the boatyard.

Allan has been keeping the monument circle just to the north in Coulter Park well weeded.  It does not get enough water to be lush toward the front.

Coulter Park

The Coulters. I should have pulled the Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’, lower left!

As I walked and watering going south, I suddenly thought I should photograph all the planters, favourites and otherwise, from across the street, once a month, on one of the days when Allan waters trees and I water almost all the planters.  Next Monday is my last chance to do so before they get vigorously Sat Upon during Rod Run weekend.  But Monday will be Labor Day with lots of traffic between me and the other side of the street.  I will try.  Meanwhile, here are some from the north end of town today.

The one by the Elks

by Cottage Bakery

by Funland

Police Station, with city crew member on the endless garbage pick up detail

Lewis and Clark Square

It was my job today to water the four containers in Fish Alley.  Because I was tired, I decided to get water from a secret place at the back of the alley. (I’m allowed to).  But no!  A hose was going from it up into an apartment, above.

Nooooo

It is a long water bucket schlep from the front of the alley to the back.

Recently while I was thinking about the impermanence of life, the lyrics of a sixties song ran through my mind repeatedly: “Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping into the future.”  One reason impermanence was on my mind was because of reading Julie Goyder’s excellent blog, which I have followed for a few years, and in which she wrote about how her darling husband had just passed on from Parkinson’s disease.  (If you are experiencing the dementia of a loved one, go back and read the last two years of her blog.) A less serious reason for thinking about time was my usual pondering about the enticement of retirement dreams vs. my reluctance to ever give up doing the Long Beach planters.  Today, the spookiest thing happened.  A car drove by and from its windows came just one snatch of song: “Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping into the future.”

Cue Twilight Zone theme.  Later, I looked up all of the lyrics and found them good:

Feed the babies
Who don’t have enough to eat
Shoe the children
With no shoes on their feet
House the people
Livin’ in the street
Oh, oh, there’s a solution

I could forgive the Steve Miller Band for having created The Joker, perhaps my least favourite pop song of all time.

As soon as Slow Drag is over, I want to find time to redo this planter:

So tired of the boring Geranium ‘Johnson’s Blue’, once planted by a volunteer.

I’ve tried weeding the geranium out, but it came back.  All the soil must be removed to make the re-do a success.  It is near the Long Beach gazebo and thus in a prime spot.  No point in doing it before the Sitting Upon of Rod Run.

Allan’s walkabout photos:

hesperantha starting to flower

I walked to meet up with Allan for weeding Veterans Field gardens.

corner garden, time to prune down the monarda

after; I hope it blooms some more.  Allan is finishing up.

Cosmos ‘Double Click’

another Cosmos ‘Double Click’

and a pinky white one

white cleome (Allan’s photo)  in Fifth Street Park

We finished downtown by deadheading and weeding in Fifth Street park where I pondered whether or not a large miscanthus just looks silly.

There used to be more than one till that walkway was put in.  It does echo the lovely line of Miscanthus on the other side of the park, shown below from a few weeks back:

How important is it to have that echo?

As I was deadheading, a friend hailed me and there was MaryBeth just finishing a cup of chowder from Captain Bob’s.  She said she was on her way to my garden to deliver some urns (and take herself on a tour).  I was bemoaning the shortness of the cosmos and wondering why: Are the sprinklers not working well? Did the garden need more fertilizer? Every sort of plant from pineapple sage to catmint to helianthus is shorter this year. MaryBeth made me feel better by saying that there was lots of interest in the garden bed.

short but “lots of interest”

I had been craving some of the tiny tacos from Streetside Taco and for once, our passing by there coincided with them being open.  (Why don’t I just stop for a taco while watering? I just don’t.  It has to be during a clear break between tasks.)

at Seventh and Pacific

view from the picnic table

Bahn Mi taco, spicy Korean taco, Hawaiian style taco

planter across the street

Revitalized, we went on to water the planters on Sid Snyder Drive.

Horses at West Coast Rides were having an afternoon snack.

Allan’s photo

westernmost planter (Allan’s photo)

gazania in the westernmost planter (Allan’s photo)

We finished up Long Beach at the World Kite Museum.

Ilwaco

I watered the boatyard and did a bit more weeding there.  Now it is pretty much spiffing for the Friday evening Art Walk.  Perhaps some folks will stroll by.  I did not get a sign done to say that “Gardening is the Slowest of the Performing Arts.”  Awhile back I told Jenna I thought my garden should be on a midsummer art walk and she said she could have some sort of art event in the garden.  I know what that means: Mermaids!  Maybe next year!

filling the water tank to water planters. Two hoses saved five minutes on the fill even though it’s off the same line. (Allan’s photo)

I did not have the delightful hose experience of the last two times, when hoses were readily accessible.  This time, the middle one went up into a boat…

Noooooooo!

And the end one went up into a boat.

And again, NOOOOOO.

This resulted in much dragging of hose along the chunky gravel that hurts my heel.  I was not done watering when Allan arrived so he helped me finish up.

Allan’s photo

sweet peas almost to the top of the fence (by where a hose faucet leaks when turned on)

Other than the during the hose dragging, I am pleased to report that my heel did not hurt much today. I credit the sleeping brace that a kind local person gave me.

I arrived home to find three urns from MaryBeth.

I tucked the glass one into a safe spot for now.

I will have to give some serious thought to a good spot for the two matching black ones.  They need to frame something.  I hope to figure it out sometime this weekend when I do plan to get some gardening done at home….followed (if the wildfire smoke is not too thick) by a day trip to tour an inland garden.

I was delighted that the drizzle had filled two water barrels.

even the hard to fill one

I was not delighted to spend the evening doing the monthly billing.  Always a sense of accomplishment when it is done.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Monday, 11 August 2014

Watering the Long Beach planters and a short weeding session at Jo’s were our priorities for Monday.

Jo’s Garden

Jo's garden, east wall of house

Jo’s garden, northeast corner of house

We gave Jo’s garden a quick tidy. She desired a clean up before company next week (for kite festival) but I asked to break it down into two sessions, as a big clean up right before an event tends to leave a garden looking battered.

looking west across the center patio

looking west across the center patio; Persicaria ‘Firetail’ to the right

looking east to the guest cottage and the way out

looking east to the guest cottage and the way out

Jo had bought four new plants to fill in where Allan had removed a big fern last week.

Jo had bought four new plants to fill in where Allan had removed a big fern last week.

Next Tuesday we will return and make the garden look spiffing in every detail, as much as is possible in mid August.


 

Long Beach

I felt that we had left the planters one day too long. The last time we had watered was Wednesday and there had been so much wind. Nothing had died…fortunately. And I certainly had not wanted to water over the weekend.

A member of the crew was watering the hanging baskets. This is a part of their job that we had not seen before; usually it gets done earlier in the day. On this particular day, the crew had spent the morning cleaning up some sort of bear rampage in one of the parks and on the beach approach, with garbage strewn all over.

how the hanging baskets get watered

how the hanging baskets get watered

Speaking of watering, if you ever drive by and see me looking really grumpy by one of the planters, it is either from finger blight or hose problems like this:

The hose end gets all flat from being twisted around plants...

The hose end gets all flat from being twisted around plants…

leading to just a sad trickle of water and much hose adjusting.

leading to just a sad trickle of water and much hose adjusting to get an adequate flow.

I did the north end of town this time which meant I could stop briefly into my favourite shop, NIVA green, while the water ran in the planter outside.

license plate birdhouses in NIVA green

license plate birdhouses in NIVA green

and clever use of a rake

and clever use of a rake

The town was bustling with tourists.

Streetside Taco (Allan's photo)

Streetside Taco (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo; I would have loved tacos, but it was too busy of a day to take that kind of break.

Allan's photo with silver santolina and blue painted sage

Allan’s photo with silver santolina and blue painted sage

Allan's photo, happy tourists

Allan’s photo, happy tourists


Ilwaco

While Allan watered the planters, I weeded along part of the boatyard garden for two hours.

in the boatyard

in the boatyard

He left the trailer, but my knee hurt and it became a long walk so I just made a mess on the sidewalk.

He left the trailer, but my knee hurt and it became a long walk so I just made a mess on the sidewalk after awhile.

I love the 'Hopley's Purple' oregano.

I love the ‘Hopley’s Purple’ oregano.

still some California poppies

still some California poppies

Meanwhile, as Allan watered the planters:

He found that one of the two that were vandalized last week had its Erysimum 'Bowles Mauve' completely stolen.

He found that one of the two that were vandalized last week had its Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ completely stolen.

In better news: spectacular flowering at city hall, albeit lopsided (due to a broken off nasturtium)

In better news: spectacular flowering at city hall, albeit lopsided (due to a broken off nasturtium)

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Agyranthemum ‘Butterfly’, painted sage, nasturtium

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white painted sage (Salvia viridis)

white painted sage (Salvia viridis) after deadheading browning off stems

I had asked Allan to photograph the city hall planters, and he certainly obliged.

I had asked Allan to photograph the city hall planters, and he certainly obliged.

Ilwaco City Hall

Ilwaco City Hall

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Allan arrived back at the boatyard to find me making that big mess.

me weeding and tossing

me weeding and tossing

I did not quite get done with this section. It did not matter as we had a big Ilwaco weeding day planned for Tuesday.


 

When we got home, Rudder and Yarrow were lying by the curb next door. Yarrow barked a bit; no amount of sweet talking would get Rudder to get up and come over for petting.

Rudder playing hard to get.

Rudder playing hard to get.

All Saturday afternoon and Sunday I had run sprinklers in the garden while I weeded; still, the ground is so dry.

The garden looks prematurely dry and autumnal.

The garden looks prematurely dry and autumnal.

While there had been little wind today (which would have made it a better evening for a campfire), in late evening a fog rolled in and it looked just delicious.

looking north from the living room

looking north from the living room

Our neighbours Jeff, a great fisherman, and Mary gave us some fresh caught tuna…Oh my….Allan made a beautiful meal out of it.

If it were not for Allan cooking dinner, there might not be any blog!

If it were not for Allan cooking dinner, there might not be any blog!

 

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