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Sunday, 24 December 2017

Skooter made Allan relax and read a book (a Cadfael mystery):

I had a quick read of a chef’s autobiography (ghostwritten, said one of the reviews).

I do not cook and yet I like to read almost any book about being a chef.

My friend J9 taught me about the Southern “bless your heart.”

The chef-ing parts of the book were the most interesting.

Keeping clean…This would not work for gardening, at least, not for me, because of the way I carry armloads of debris.

On the difficulties of being a woman chef:

Bless the hearts of these chefs, and I do not mean that in the Southern way:

The double standard for appearance:

When Chef Cora marries her girlfriend:

Chef Cora’s cause:

I spent the afternoon reading another book that I almost did not open, because I thought it would be dry and dull and because I had a whole new stack of alluring library books.  I am so glad I decided to read it.

A minor question answered:

On the glorious rabble rousing of John Steinbeck:

One of the most burning questions in The Grapes of Wrath, from an essay of Steinbeck’s called Starvation Under the Orange Trees:

I almost wept again in remembering this:

Is a little white house too much to ask?  It is not asking for much.

Steinbeck’s “three cries of history:”

I am going on to read Susan Shillinglaw’s other books about Steinbeck, and, of course, will continue on in reading all of Steinbeck himself.

I finished the book just in time to take a breath and get ready to go to the Christmas Eve Dickens dinner at the Depot Restaurant, where we were joined by Our Kathleen.

Allan’s photo

Allan got some photos of the Depot-oriented tree decorations.

I had every intention of making a big deal of toasts and memories about this being the exact 25th anniversary of my moving to the Long Beach Peninsula.  (That story starts here.)  I’ve been anticipating it for a few years, and I did think about it at the beginning, about how 25 years ago we (Robert and I) had just arrived to live at the Sou’wester, one block west of the Depot.  Between seeing other folks we knew, and the arrival of the wonderful food, I forgot all that till after dinner and dessert, when there was nothing left to toast with and the restaurant was almost empty.  (I had made a big deal about it on Facebook during the day, and that will have to suffice.)

roast beef and Yorkshire pudding and brussels sprouts. (We took half of our meat home for leftovers.)

Allan had the Steak Killian with Potato Gratin

my dessert

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sorbet duo

Our brains were not in high gear, as all three of us forgot to open our Christmas crackers.  They got left behind and remembered later.  It worked out, because Depot co owner and host Nancy told me she will present them to a table of three as a fun gift during the Christmas Day dinner service.  That made me feel better about my forgetting two important (to me) things about this evening.

Monday, 25 December 2017

Allan wrapped some of my presents in elegant style:

These contained a nice big set of towels to replace our old, worn and thin ones.

I gave him three nautical books, including one of Sea Stories that had been on the bookshelf of one of the Tall Ships.  And a book about boat names, and “In Search of Swallows and Amazons”.

It was fun to open all our gifts from Our Kathleen, Montana Mary, and Dave and Mel, and to think of them opening ours today.

Part of our gift bag from Our Kathleen (in which Allan was well chuffed to find a gift certificate from Englund Marine):

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These little boxes, from Dave and Mel, are made by a Michael in Oysterville.

Gifts from Montana Mary included fudge with a clever lid design and jam with a chuckle-worthy name:

Some extra pretty chocolate liqueurs were in our gift bag from Jenna and Don:

A book from Allan to me about life in Ilwaco kept me reading in the afternoon.

Victoria used to live half a block from our house.

It captures the Ilwaco of about twenty years ago evocatively, and since I have been here for 25 years (have I mentioned that?), I remember these women, mostly gone now:

I have often mentioned how we do not get home delivery of mail here…not in prose like Victoria’s.

She writes of the old boats.  I learned that the Virgo, one of the first boats I photographed here, is gone now.

“a few deep greens like the Virgo (rest in peace)”

She writes of buying fish from “OleBob’s, run by fishermen’s daughters”.

To real oldtimers, this is not the fishing town it used to be (still seems like one to me, but I was not here in the old boom days):

A great description of the port at night:

In writing about selling some of her dad’s fishing gear, Victoria perfectly expressed the way I feel about my grandmother’s things…tea cups and plates, but the same poignancy:

If you want to immerse yourself in the atmosphere of living in Ilwaco, you could not do better than Victoria’s book.  (It is available at Time Enough Books at the port.)

In the late afternoon, after the putting away of wrapping paper and Christmas bags and presents:

We heard from Nancy of the Depot Restaurant that our forgotten Christmas crackers were passed on to Christmas day diners, one of whom had recently had surgery, and who had brought in a tiny Christmas tree for their table.  They were happy and I am happy.

For the next week, I think that the chilly weather will cooperate in providing a good stretch of reading days.  I am fast closing in on 100 books read this year.

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Saturday, 30 September 2017

Without any plan for the gardening day, I ended up spending hours on the first area that I saw when going out the back door: the garden next to Devery’s driveway.  It was an unsuccessful kitchen garden this year, except for potatoes and borage.

This photo shows how potatoes are made.

I pulled and raked a lot of debris from when this area was the debris pile and took the twiggy brown bits over to the new compost bins.

I disrupted this frog’s day considerably.

Across the driveway, Royal and Frosty enjoyed each other’s company.

Just as I was finishing the big weeding and hauling project, I had to take shelter in the greenhouse from a pelting rain.

greenhouse view, noisy rain

The rain barrels quickly filled again.

Allan had gone to the library.  He returned with a gift for me from our Ilwaco friend Ann S, who had tucked it in next to the book I had ordered.

That was most kind.

The Depot Restaurant

In the evening, we treated Our Kathleen to a three days belated birthday dinner, joined by our friend and artist Michele.  (She is the one who hosted the political postcard parties last winter.)

Michele and Allan

Kathleen’s favourite appetizer, Thai Calamari

Asian salad

salmon for Michele

Steak Killian

Allan’s Vegetable Primavera

an original art card from Michele

flourless chocolate cake for Kathleen

peach cobbler

The conversation was so interesting to all of us that we sat, ate, talked from 7 PM till 10 PM, realizing it was time to go when the last table but ours departed.  Such a scene always reminds me of the end of My Dinner with Andre, when the two friends look up and realize that the restaurant staff is sweeping the floor and putting up the chairs and every other diner is gone.

Outside, the moonlight and the streetlight dramatically lit the garden.

On Sunday, we visited Pam and Prissy in Seaside (tomorrow’s post).

Monday, 2 October 2017

I had another day of garden puttering.  Allan, in trying to mow Devery’s front lawn, had found that the mower no longer will stay on.  I was the last one to use it, on Thursday while he painted the shed.  This led to some dark mutterings of having “loaned it out”.  My mother’s old electric mower holds a charge only briefly, so he picked away at Devery’s lawn with that, in short spurts.

Meanwhile, I heard some loud crashings and bashings out beyond the bogsy woods and went to investigate.  The port’s big mower and trimmer machine was at work all along the edge of the meander line.  I took some befores, durings, and afters of the willow grove to the outside of our fence.

before, looking southwest; the willows beyond the ditch were already gone.

I moved my bench inboard, just in case.

before, looking southeast

the port being revealed as branches are removed

after, looking southwest

southeast, after

The swale will be a pond in winter.

Just last week I had been thinking of pruning out a view point through the branches, so I have no complaints about this port project.  Now I have a view at the south end of the main corridor:

A photo from last week shows the difference in the southwest corner:

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today

I was glad that last weekend’s salmonberry chopping frenzy had not included the ones that give privacy on the inside of the fence.

quite glad I kept these salmonberries

I spent the day planting and transplanting.

Allan’s photo, while fixing a string of lights at the edge of the roof.

Allan’s photo

potting up a new fuchsia

My mom’s “copper” rose was too overgrown with other tall plants to thrive in the front garden, and I believe the deer are still managing to get in to that area despite my bamboo pole and wire fencing at the sidewalk edge (where zoning does not allow a tall solid fence).

I hope it revives in a better back garden spot next to my mom’s “red velvet” rose.

mom’s two roses together again

Kniphofia ‘Earliest of All” is changing its shape.

I planted my three new plants from Xera, the ones I had picked up yesterday from Pam.

Hydrangea ‘Edgy Orbits’ (which has been a disappointment) got moved to the bogsy woods, to make room for…

Clerodendrum trichotomum

Two new callistemons went into the west side of the front garden.  As I planted Callistemon viridflorus ‘Shamrock’ near another one, I was feeling quite pleased to be added to my collection of these cool bottlebrush shrubs…till I looked at the tag of the one planted last year.  It was also ‘Shamrock’; I had forgotten that I already had one.  Oh well, two side by side will make a good show.

The other callistemon is new to me, though, and I had to have it because of the name. I cleared a bed in its honor:

Callistemon ‘Wetlands Challenged Mutant’ will have creamy flowers someday.

I still think about taking all the lawn out in this one area and making the paths and edges be gravel.

Green is nice, and so soft and comforting when my foot hurts, but….

In the pleasant evening, we had a campfire.

roasting a campfire dinner, moon rising over the gear shed next door

Tomorrow: A three day work week begins.  But first, we will back track a day for our visit to Pam’s garden.

 

 

 

 

 

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Thursday, 24 August 2017

We skipped deadheading the welcome sign (south of town), firmly reminding ourselves to remember it on the way home.  I was eager to get out to the kite festival again.  Today’s events featured an exhibition of handmade kites.

Washington State International Kite Festival

this year’s festival poster

The judging was still ongoing when we got to the beach, and because we had much watering still to do, we didn’t actually see many of the handmade kites.  However, here are a couple of old photos of kites from the 1993 festival that still are strong in my memory.

flying colours kites by George Peters

Aztec Calendar by Michael Alverez

Today:

booths along the Bolstad beach approach road

a big sand shovel being carried to the beach (Allan’s photo)

A “rescue” Great Dane (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

“Beach Books” booth

one of several booths featuring fair food (Allan’s photo)

wind chimes

banners for sale, made by Above it All Kites

at the South Pacific County Humane Society booth

In the World Kite Museum tent, an eclipse flag was being raffled.

volunteer fire fighter at the ready (Allan’s photo)

koi banner out on the beach

giant kites

Not enough wind to get the giant rings and large animals flying.

rings and creatures on a previous year and windier day

Kite fliers and teams set up their “territories” on the beach.

Allan’s photo

stunt kites waiting to fly

a man….

…and his kite

kite flyer (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

On this same day, a talented local photographer shared this stunning kite:

photo by Janelle Hux

Walking back to town along the approach garden, I was so pleased to see roses still blooming.  This garden gets no supplemental water.

Rosa rugosa alba

Back in town….

Long Beach City Hall

fuchsias overhanging the fence in Coulter Park, where we park for kite festival.

Allan and I shook off the holiday Kite Festival feeling and parted ways to water, with Allan doing the planters on the south end of downtown and me doing the north ones.

still my favourite planter

Agastache ‘Acapulco Salmon and Pink’

trolley passing by shuttling folks to Kite Festival (art by Don Nisbett)

the first chrysanthemum blooms by NIVA green

As I watered, a woman approached and asked “Do you do the gardens at KBC?”  She stays at Klipsan Beach Cottages once a year, where Mary had given us credit for our gardening work there.  She works at Swansons, my favourite Seattle nursery of yore, and specializes in trees and shrubs and loves conifers.  We had a good long talk.  I recommended that she look up the posts here about the Bayside Garden, the home of a “conifer man” (John).  “I’m a conifer woman!” she said.

Here’s a link to a tour of Steve and John’s garden that showcases conifers, rhododendrons, and more.

I wish my planters had more cutting edge collectors plants.  I mostly make do with what I can get around here.

Both Allan and I found the evidence of someone flower-picking their way through town without a responsible adult saying no.

These flowers came from more than one planter and from under one of the trees.

Allan’s photo

Despite that bit of flower scattering, the workday was a pleasant one.  Kite Festival always seems to draw the happiest crowd of any Long Beach event.

a kite painted rock

Allan’s photo

Gladiolus papilio (Allan’s photo)

Gladiolus papilio (Allan’s photo)

We met up in Fifth Street Park and did some garden tidying (Allan more than me because he got there first).

NW quadrant

Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ and Chelone (pink turtlehead)

Rose ‘Super Dorothy’ before deadheading (Allan’s photo)

We felt that we were making good time and so rewarded ourselves with crab rolls at Captain Bob’s Chowder, which is temptingly located behind the park.

at Captain Bob’s

Sid Snyder planters needed watering next.

The trail ride horses were being gathered up to go home.

Westernmost Sid Snyder Drive planter (Allan’s photos)

The water is still turned off in this one.

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Feel quite accomplished to be done with Long Beach before five o clock, we headed south to water in…

Ilwaco

Allan left me at the boatyard to water while he got the water trailer and did the street trees and planters.

Allan’s photo

At the boatyard, this pretty salmon colored four o clock reminds me of Lorna and Andersen’s RV Park.  When we gardened for her there, we acquired salmon, apricot and peach coloured flowers for her.  This was from  a seed packet, most of which got planted at Andersens.  Lorna lives in Seattle now.  She might bring her grandchildren to see our garden this weekend.

Mirabilis jalapa ‘Salmon Sunset’

Pennisetum macrourum from behind the fence

Miscanthus and Stipa gigantea

Joy! Hoses were again available to water the north end of the garden from the inside.

I had time to weed and deadhead almost the entire north stretch of the garden.

looking north, about 1/3 of the garden

blue skies, not too warm, almost windless

Unfortunately, half way through my weeding, I suddenly remembered: WELCOME SIGN.

Allan’s photo: the fire station planter

When we reunited, we drove home to leave the trailer behind.

our neighbour Jeff from two doors down was taking his boat for an outing.

Long Beach (again)

We did find many a deadhead when we returned to Long Beach’s welcome sign.

As a consolation for driving north again, we treated ourselves to dinner at

The Depot Restaurant.

I had three of my favourites from the summer menu:

Asian salad

gazpacho

 

We shared Carne asada.

clam chowder for Allan

We sat at the end of the bar.

It wasn’t till later that I realized we had treated ourselves twice today, once to reward ourselves for allegedly getting done with Long Beach early, and once to comfort ourselves because we had forgotten an important work task.

I took this photo in the dark as we left, to show the colour echo of green on Petunia ‘Pretty Much Picasso” and the chartreuse sweet potato vine in a container planted by Basket Case Roxanne.  For some reason, I like its blurriness.  YMMV.

Now…three days off.  I thought it would be four, but with 70 degree weather all weekend, we can’t leave the next watering day till Tuesday.

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday, 12 July 2017

Before we got started, the mum of our friend Thandi came to visit the garden.  (As we have with many of our friends, we had told her to tour it anytime as long as she closes the deer gates.)

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alliums and santolina in the back garden

The Depot Restaurant…

…got the usual watering and grooming.

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Dierama (angel’s fishing rod) in bloom

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Allan’s photo

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Dierema

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assorted eryngiums

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Allan’s photo

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north side of dining deck

Red Barn Arena

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Allan’s photo

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Misty was at the barn today…

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…with Holly and Diane (Allan’s photo)

In the barrels, even the red diascia have almost dried up.

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sad diascias, a plant I usually think of as pretty tough

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I cut them way back.

Even though the red diascia were by request, I swear that next year I am going to go all ultra-drought tolerant in those barrels.  Small red sedums and sempervivums around the edges would be a good solution.

Diane’s garden

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between Diane’s and the Red Barn (Allan’s photo)

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Diane’s garden

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a belly rub was insisted upon

The Basket Case Greenhouse

We made a quick stop on the way north to pick up some blue “Korean agastache” that Roxanne had grown from seed (and a few other impulse buys, of course, including a gold leafed four o clock called ‘Limelight’).

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still lots of choices in the annuals house

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Look who stopped to say hi.  (Allan’s photo)

On the way further north to Klipsan Beach, we delivered a life jacket to J9, who is planning to go boating with a friend this weekend.

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J9’s place

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J9 made a planter out of this old crab pot.

Of course, we then had to drive by Ed Strange’s place on the way back to the highway and were fortunate to find him home.

touring Ed’s Garden

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Ed’s place

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He is slowly landscaping the neighbours’ front garden, as well.

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gold and more gold by the dog run

Awhile ago, Ed ran a culvert pipe along the road, thus being able to expand the front edge of the garden into what used to be a bank of salal and a ditch.  You can see the salal in this old photo:

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2014

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same area today

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My good friend Jackson Strange (He’s a Springer Spaniel.)

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Allan’s photo

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front porch

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fancy pelargoniums

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Ed’s east facing porch and deck

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I had delphinium envy.  Maybe I could grow them in a pot.

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On the deck; he’s had this cactus for 46 years.

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view east from the deck.  The old single wide next door is going to be demolished soon.

Ed waters his handsome clump of gunnera for an hour a day, he says, and mulches it heavily.

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Allan’s photo

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The round grey “pavers” are Sedum ‘Cape Blanco’

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by the garage

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Note the gunnera on this painting.

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hebe in the back garden

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Ed’s enviable hostas

Ed agreed to be the one who will dig up and take away my sad tattered hostas and give them a better life.

We had a tour of Ed’s home.  My home would never be tidy like this if someone dropped by.

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vintage light fixture and stained glass inset

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his grandma’s pug

Then we all had to get back to work.

Klipsan Beach Cottages

We weeded and tidied.  The garden had held up well since last week.  In gardens like this one, where we can count on not having to water, we get a lot more actual gardening done.

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It suddenly felt quite hot out.  (About 70 F)

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Persicaria ‘Golden Arrow’

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One of Mary’s glorious rose bushes

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sit spot with Tetrapanax ‘Steroidal Giant’

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Allan’s photo

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Echinops (blue globe thistle)

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Allan noticed them, too.

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another healthy rose

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I wish I knew the names of all the roses Mary has.

Deadheading Rose ‘Bow Bells’ (Allan’s photos):

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before

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after

We headed all the way back to Ilwaco for our last job of a pleasantly easy day.

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Allan shopped at Sid’s Supermarket on the way (his photo)

Port of Ilwaco

We watered 9 of the curbside gardens, some long, and some just little pockets.

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Looking west on Howerton from the port office

I had an unnerving experience while watering the Time Enough Books garden.  A baby bird hopped out onto the street, followed by its anxious mother.

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The mother cheeped frantically.

The baby went further out into the street.  The mother played “I have a broken wing!”  I tried to stop traffic but had to back up…in the street!…because a woman just would not stop.  Finally she did…on top of the baby bird, which I could no longer see.  When she finally asked what was wrong, and I said there was a baby bird under her car, she asked what to do, and I told her I really had no idea.  (I could not get down and crawl under the car plus I did not trust her not to move.)  Thank all creation that when she drove on, the bird was fine.  I gently boosted it back up into the garden while the mother made another dramatic broken wing pantomime.

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The parents continued to keep a close eye on me.

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There’s a baby bird somewhere in the garden.

Allan’s photos:

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Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’

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parsley, poppy, toadflax

Tomorrow: Back to the watering rounds in Long Beach and Ilwaco.

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Thursday, 3 November 2016

The weather turned out as good as predicted.  I hoped to cross two mulching projects off of the work board by the end of the day.

The Depot Restaurant

Before we could acquire mulch, we had to do the rest of the fall clean up at the Depot garden, including taking the hops down from the dining deck lattice.

Chef Michael asked for an extra project, clearing a narrow area between deck and wall of bamboo so that a repairman could get in to fix the heater.

Fortunately, Allan could fit in the narrow passageway.  I am not sure I could have.  Well, I could have fit, but not worked easily.

Allan's photos: passage of chopped bamboo

Allan’s photos: passage of chopped bamboo, before


after

after

Allan did the inside passage to the dining deck.

before

before


me working on the outside

me working on the outside


inside, after

inside, after


outside, before

outside, before

All the bare, strangely textured stiff stems of hops have to be clipped and teased out through the lattice.

after

after

I had been hoping to be able to get, say, five bales of Gardner and Bloome compost from the Planter Box for this mulching project.  As soon as I was reviewed it, I realized I would need a full yard of Soil Energy from all the way up at Peninsula Landscape Supply.

Long Beach

We just had time to do some clean up of a lavatera and some perennials at Long Beach city hall on the way.

LB City Hall (west side) with more clean up done.

LB City Hall (west side) with more clean up done.


pulling some Crocosmia 'Lucifer' at Coulter Park

pulling some Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ at Coulter Park


after

after

We divested ourselves of today’s debris and headed north to

Peninsula Landscape Supply

plenty of Soil Energy on hand.  (Allan's photo)

plenty of Soil Energy on hand. (Allan’s photo)

“This light, absorbent and nutrient rich manufactured soil provides an excellent medium to grow grass, bedding plants, shrubs, roses, and fruit trees. It is our lightest and most free draining soil with great fertility and growth characteristics. This works as well in your deck’s planter boxes as it does in your landscape beds. You can plant straight into it or use it as a soil amendment added to your existing soil to give it a boost and improve its drain-ability. Soil energy combines composted wood products, aged screened sawdust, screened sand, composted chicken manure, lime, fertilizer and iron. (pH 6.2, brown tan in color, 38.9% organic matter)”

One of two scoops being loaded into our little trailer.

One of two scoops being loaded into our little trailer.


Lots of other hardscaping material for sale, including oyster shells.  (Allan's photo)

Lots of other hardscaping material for sale, including oyster shells. (Allan’s photo)


one yard, tarped and ready to hit the road (Allan's photo)

one yard, tarped and ready to hit the road (Allan’s photo)

back to The Depot Restaurant

a thick layer of mulch applied, bucket by bucket over the log

a thick layer of mulch, applied bucket by bucket over the log


luscious

luscious


Fuchsia 'Hawkshead' can now be seen.

Fuchsia ‘Hawkshead’ can now be seen.


ornamental grasses on the east side of the dining deck

ornamental grasses on the east side of the dining deck

We had time to go the Dennis Company in Long Beach and buy two bales of Gardner and Bloome for the pocket garden at the kite musuem.

across the street from Dennis Company

across the street from Dennis Company

World Kite Museum

one of two tightly compressed bales

one of two tightly compressed bales


with mulch applied

with mulch applied

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World Kite Museum

World Kite Museum

Rather to my surprise, we had time to tidy up the planters along Sid Snyder drive (just north of the kite museum).

Allan's photos:  The one with crocosmia, before...

Allan’s photos: The one with crocosmia, before…


and after.  Crocosmia was planted years before by a volunteer.

and after. Crocosmia was planted years before by a volunteer.

Our friends Steve and John of the Bayside Garden drove by while we were working but we didn’t see. Steve snapped this photo downtown showing a color match by one of the planters:

Photo by Steve McCormick, cropped close by me


On our way to a near dusk debris offload, we pulled a few more clumps of crocosmia from the parking lot berms.  
a large mushroom on the parking lot berm (Allan's photo)

a large mushroom on the parking lot berm (Allan’s photo)

I had time at home to write up one blog post before going to dinner at

The Cove Restaurant

where we were joined at our usual North Beach Garden Gang dinner meeting by Our Kathleen, down for a long weekend.  All we local gardeners are just getting over property tax and quarterly sales tax payments so salad followed by fish tacos ($3 each!) was the order of the night.

2 fish tacos, filling and economical

2 fish tacos, filling and economical

As usual, we closed the place down and lingered for a bit more chatting in the parking lot.

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The work board lost four things today: two mulching projects and the fall clean up of city hall and the Depot.  Now the latter two get shifted into a new column: post frost clean up, whenever that might be.

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Not all jobs get a special post frost clean up.  The Depot has window boxes that need to be cleaned out after a freeze.

Tomorrow, I hope Ilwaco and the port and the boatyard will drop off the fall clean up list.


ginger

1995 (age 71):

Nov 3:  Finished digging dahlias.  Cut down lily stalks in UDFB [Upper Driveway Flower Bed] and PBB [Patio Back Bed??]  Drove around Yelm paying bills, bank, Payless, Stock Market, and Gordon’s.  Bought 16 more pansies and more perennials.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday, 26 October 2016

I woke to such intense wind and rain that I was sure Melissa and Dave would not be working two doors down on the hedge trimming project.  But when I looked out my window, there they were.  I went over to record their perseverance and fortitude.

Neither wind nor rain keeps Sea Star Gardening from its rounds.

Neither wind nor rain keeps Sea Star Gardening from its rounds.

over the gate, gale warning flags at the port

over the gate, gale warning flags at the port

warning flags flown at the port office

warning flags flown at the port office

Mel tarping debris while Dave uses hedge shears for the final cut.

Mel tarping debris while Dave uses hedge shears for the final cut.

I warned Mel about the spear effect of falling branches from the alder grove.

I warned Mel about the spear effect of falling branches from the alder grove.

The trees made a huge wind noise.

The trees made a huge wind noise.

leaning in

leaning in

a second tarp

a second tarp

I posted a video here with the sound of the wind and the sight of the hedge whipping about.  At least it did not rain on our friends.

This wind record is from a weather station over on Sandridge Road; it was probably 10 mph stronger here:

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Melissa said that she was experiencing Ilwaco weather.  I often complain that it is so windy here when in their sheltered garden way up in Oysterville, the wind is minimal.

I left them to their task and went home to spend my day indoors doing all the bulb spreadsheets.

Calvin and Skooter

Calvin and Skooter face off over the cat door. (A squabble did not ensue.)

Smokey supervising.

Smokey supervising.

my Smokey

my Smokey

Skooter

Skooter

Meanwhile, Allan painted.  He said that any stray drop of paint blew away, sometimes onto the green paint of the gates, which then had to be wiped off with paint thinner because he was using an oil based paint.

painting the back arbor

painting the back arbor

Allan's photos: before

Allan’s photos: before

and after

and after

before

before

and after

and after

It was all his idea to paint the posts black, and it turned out beautifully.

My view at 6:11 PM

My view at 6:11 PM

I finished the spreadsheets just in time for us to depart to have dinner with Dave and Mel at

The Depot Restaurant.

This was a bonus dinner rather than our weekly meeting.  We like to go sometimes to Wednesday “Burger Night”, an offseason treat offered by the Depot.

You choose from many ingredients.

You choose from many ingredients.

If you get a fried egg and pineapple, you can deconstruct the burger and have the egg as an appetizer and the pineapple as dessert.

view from our table

view from our table

a well filled burger

a well filled burger

vanilla bean flan

vanilla bean flan

chocolate espresso pot de creme

chocolate espresso pot de creme

sorbet duo: Cranberry and Pineapple

sorbet duo: Cranberry and Pineapple

Tomorrow, I am determined to get back to bulbing, rain or shine.


ginger

1995 (age 71):

Oct 26: 1:30-5:30  I fell again from the little extra step of back porch.  Messed up my knee.  I started to weed asparagus/strawberry bed.  Ended up pulling up the berry plants and trimming them.  They need replanting now—maybe tomorrow.

1998 (age 74):

Oct 26:  10:30-3:30  SUNNY & WARM  I planted more bulbs in UDFB, PRFB-S and Tam.  Then the perennial order from Parks arrived so I potted them.  I picked up apples then got the recycle and garbage.  Then I came in and peeled two pails of apples.  I may can the applesauce tomorrow.  I quit working at 9:30.

 

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Saturday, 8 October 2016

It’s just as well I had a social rather than a reading day, because my concentration was scattered by frequent reading of the news about the misogynistic Republican presidential candidate, and I would not have been able to peacefully settle with a book.

Indeed.

Indeed.

I feel I should apologize to all readers in other countries for our even allowing this bozo to be a presidential candidate….but I had nothing to do with it.  Still, it is an embarrassment.

When I recently wrote that Blues and Seafood was the last big Ilwaco event, I was so mistaken.  I should have called it the last big event of the summer.  Today, Allan and I took part of the afternoon to attend…

The Cranberrian Fair

at Ilwaco’s Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum.

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Because of wind and rain, we did not avail ourselves of a trolley trip to the cranberry bogs.  You can see photos from a better weather bog visit here.

fresh cranberries for sale (Allan's photo)

fresh cranberries for sale (Allan’s photo)

pins from previous Cranberrian Fairs

pins from previous Cranberrian Fairs

one of two rooms of vendors

one of two rooms of vendors

Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle quilt

Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle quilt

The Card Lady was at the fair, and I was so glad to be able to stock up on her distinctive handmade cards.

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Local potter Karen Brownlee had her wares on display; she is the force behind the Empty Bowls event that raises money for our food banks every spring.

Karen

Karen

I love her cranberry design.

I love her cranberry design.

The Peninsula Fiberistas had their spinning wheels whirring.

Peninsula Fiberistas, with Rose Power, left

Peninsula Fiberistas, with Rose Power, left

spinning wheels

spinning wheels

Rose showing me the fiber she is mixing together.

Rose showing me the fiber she is mixing together.

Rose gave me the softest of black scarves for the winter and told me it is made of alpaca wool and will keep my neck extra warm because alpaca is a hollow fiber and gets warmer from contact.  It is perfect as I am a member of the “those who wear black club”, or would be, if I didn’t buy almost all my clothes second hand.

No small town fair is complete without a bake sale.

No small town fair is complete without a bake sale.

an autumnal bouquet in the museum gift shop

an autumnal bouquet in the museum gift shop

Lone Wolf Forge set up in the courtyard.

Lone Wolf Forge set up in the courtyard.

The museum’s Nahcotta railway car from the Clamshell Railway (the historic “train that ran by the tides” up the Long Beach Peninsula until 1930) was open today.  I always find it a treat to go into the rail car.  If I could do one thing via time travel, it would be to take a ride on the Nahcotta back in the day.

Nahcotta railway car

Nahcotta railway car

the conductor (Allan's photo)

the conductor (Allan’s photo)

inside the Nahcotta

inside the Nahcotta

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door between sections of the car

door between sections of the car

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On the way home, we made a half block side trip so Allan could show me the bright autumn leaves on this arbor:

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Later, at home, I admired my new scarf from Rose.

soft and stylish black

soft and stylish black

I had time at home to fret over the news some more, and then we met Our Kathleen for a belated birthday dinner at

The Depot Restaurant

appetizer

appetizer: Thai calamari

Behind the calamari is a gift bag which contained a mug from Bailey’s Café….ever so nice black with a drawing of marsh grasses by the bay.  That was the real reason we stopped at Bailey’s last week; it is a favourite haunt of Kathleen’s.

I made sure to have the Baja salad because it will be gone from the fall/winter menu.

I made sure to have the Baja salad because it will be gone from the fall/winter menu.

and cold smoky gazpacho for the same reason

and cold smoky gazpacho for the same reason

I must admit I also had clams buccatini, but the blurry photo showed too much excitement over good food.

the award winning creamy clam chowder for Allan

the award winning creamy clam chowder for Allan

Kathleen had the duck with blackberries.

Kathleen had the duck with blackberries.

Allan's favourite is the parmesan chicken.

Allan’s favourite is the parmesan chicken.

birthday candle in sorbet for Kathleen; she remembered to make a wish.

birthday candle in sorbet for Kathleen; she remembered to make a wish.

vanilla bean flan for me

vanilla bean flan for me

We now have two days off with no plans.  I hope I can focus on my book if we are lucky enough to get rainy reading days.  I have a feeling the news will continue to be a distraction.

As I write this, an enormous storm is predicted for the next weekend, leading to an extra short work week.


ginger

1997 (age 73):

Oct 8: Received big bag of Perlite etc from Peaceful Valley Farm Supply.  Received Spring Hill perennial order.  Put them as close under shop lights as I could.

 

1998 (age 74):

Oct 8:  11:00-4:00  Are you sitting down?  I actually put all those clothes on bed in little room into the chest of drawers.  Those clothes have been on the bed since last November.  Then I did the filing that had piled up for 2 or 3 months!  I had to toss out some old files to make room in the filing cabinet.  (Tabby slept on bed all this time.)

[How very much alike my mother and I were in household habits.]

 

 

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