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Sunday, 1 February 2015

I was thrilled to begin A Fig at the Gate.

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There will probably be considerable blogging about Kate Llewellyn’s books after I have read them all.

Kate writes to her readers, and I agree:  “Do you know I talk to you while I garden? I ask myself if you would be interested in this small thing. ….I keep wondering if you would like to know of this or that.

Tuesday, 2 February 2015

Almost all days of the last week of staycation were reading days, due to a series of glorious bouts of rain.

I did venture out for a moment, just to get a photo of this or that that you might be interested in.

rainy iris reticulata by the front gate

rainy iris reticulata by the front gate

The stunning little Iris 'Katharine Hodgekin', my favourite of all the little ones I've seen.

The stunning little Iris ‘Katharine Hodgekin’, my favourite of all the little ones I’ve seen.

Azara microphylla variegata

Azara microphylla variegata

Allan made his daily excursion to get the mail and did a small bit of gardening work while he was out.

Allan's photo: debris in the Ilwaco planters

Allan’s photos: debris in the Ilwaco planters

narcissi at the boatyard

narcissi in a planter by  the boatyard

a window on First Avenue

a window on First Avenue

crab pots at the west end of the meander line

crab pots at the west end of the meander line

just down the street....an Ilwaco resident enjoys a brief break from rain

just down the street….an Ilwaco resident enjoys a brief break from rain

The rain stopped as I read Kate’s book, and I felt mildly guilty.  The knowledge that staycation was almost over kept me reading.

My view, with guilt: Smokey also contemplates whether or not to go outside.

My view, with guilt: Smokey also contemplates whether or not to go outside.

He agrees that a day of reading is preferable to an obligatory day of gardening.

He agrees that a day of reading is preferable to an obligatory day of gardening.

As night falls, I start a new book.

As night falls, I start a new book.

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

My Kate Llewellyn days continued.

Angels and Dark Madonnas

Angels and Dark Madonnas

The nagging guilt about not working in the garden plagued me slightly.  I kept the front door to open to be slightly in touch with the outside air.

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In my youth, I never did have a problem staying indoors to read on a nice day.  Fortunately I had accomplished a great deal in the garden during January so there were no pressing tasks to increase my guilt.  I could not tear myself away from Kate Llewellyn’s writing.  The travel book about India and Italy went quickly.  Next: travels in New Zealand and the Cook Islands.

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Much more on Kate’s books later, I do hope.  I still have two more to read, which have not yet arrived from Australia.  Because of the deliciousness of staycation, I could read each night till three AM if I so desired (and I often did).

Wednesday, 4 February 2015

I got pried out of the house by a lunch date with Debbie.

Rudder from next door saw us off.

rudder

We went all the way to Ocean Park for a tasty meal at the Full Circle Café.  The drive seemed short as we had much to talk about.

my salad with cranberries and oranges

my salad with cranberries and oranges

and toasted cheese sandwich for Debbie

and toasted cheese sandwich for Debbie

in the Full Circle Café

in the Full Circle Café

Creme brulee for dessert.  I had heard tell of how good this dessert is, and it lived up to its reputation.

Creme brulee for dessert. I had heard tell of how good this dessert is, and it lived up to its reputation.

Because of my love for the Seaside Knitters mystery series (even though neither of us knit), we briefly browsed the Tapestry Rose yarn shop that adjoins the café.

soft to the touch

soft to the touch

and pleasing to the eye

and pleasing to the eye

Back at home, Debbie collected the various plant starts that I had been saving for her.  These will go into the Clatsop County Master Gardeners spring sale: some curly teucrium, lots of Sedumn ‘Autumn Joy’, and Carex ‘Ice Dancer’.

a good haul

a good haul

We were still nattering away until the moment she drove off, and could have filled up another hour with conversation easily.

After lunch, it took a long afternoon and evening stint at the computer to do my blog posts about Susan Wittig Albert and other January reading.

Thursday, 5 February 2015

The weather could not have been kinder as a five day rain and sometimes wind storm descended upon the coast.  I was able to finish out staycation almost entirely with my nose in a book.  A friend, expected from Seattle, delayed her visit because of the severity of the storm, and I think I will be better company when she visits after staycation is over.  I find reclusivity hard to break, and for the last six weeks I have broken it almost only to go to events at the Sou’wester.

view from north window: well weeded front garden - no guilt

view from north window: well weeded front garden – no guilt

view from south window: perfect reading weather

view from south window: perfect reading weather

I finished Lilies, Feathers and Frangipani and read one and a half other books, Stirring the Mud and the beginning of Entering the Stone by Barbara Hurd.  More on these in my next post.

Friday, 6 February 2015

Before finishing Entering the Stone, I took a garden walk to show you how much rain had accumulated by day two of the storm.

telephoto from south window

telephoto from south window

hellebores in Allan's garden

hellebores in Allan’s garden

We are both annoyed at how this particular hellebore fell open in bloom.

We are both annoyed at how this particular hellebore fell open in bloom.

primula

primula

walking back to the bogsy woods

walking back to the bogsy woods

watery lawn around the firepit

watery lawn around the firepit

water

water

an unusual amount of standing water

an unusual amount of standing water

southwest bogsy woods

southwest bogsy woods

looking north

looking north on the west-side path

east side of the garden

east side of the garden

the east side path

the east side path

our neighbours' lawn

our neighbours’ lawn

Drymis winteri along the east fence

Drymis winteri along the east fence; good red stems

and flower buds

and flower buds

buds on 'Pink Lemonade' blueberry

buds on ‘Pink Lemonade’ blueberry

The rain and winds returned and I finished Entering the Stone and started another book.

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Saturday 8 February 2015

After a Friday and Saturday of reading (finished The Magician’s Book, started The Year of Reading Dangerously), we made an excursion to the Sou’wester in the evening.

event description

event description

the book

the book

While the Sub Pop fanzine was being created in Olympia in the early 80s, I was enjoying the same sort of music scene in Seattle.

a full house for the talk (Allan's photo)

a full house for the talk (Allan’s photo)

Bruce Pavitt (Allan's photo)

Bruce Pavitt (Allan’s photo)

Calvin Johnson reminsicing

Calvin Johnson reminsicing (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo, looking in from the sunporch

Allan’s photo, looking in from the sunporch

From the talk:  They spoke of how Aberdeen seemed to them to be a “magical place” where a $1 bus ride from Olympia would take them to a selection of excellent thrift stores.  (By the time Nirvana emerged from Aberdeen became the number one band, I had already moved to the coast and I missed the whole grunge time in Seattle; that was fine with me because i didn’t find the sound of grunge appealing….although I would have fit right in with the clothing style of flannel shirts.)

After the talk, when the records began to spin (and the first song was one I had liked back in the day), we left.  Ironically, when I first moved here and lived at the Sou’wester in ’93, I would have loved for there to be a dance party in the living room.  While I was still pleased it was happening now, I felt too old and decrepit to participate.  As often happens, by the time we were driving home I had second thoughts…not strong enough ones to make me go back, though.  Sometimes I don’t want to reminisce.  Looking forward seems better.

Sunday and Monday passed with three more books read…and on Tuesday staycation officially ended.  After a bit (or too much) more about reading, we’ll return to the official work blog.

 

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