Wednesday, 12 October 2016
The storm forecast for Thursday through Friday changed my work plan to a two day work week. There seemed no point at all in doing any special tidying or grooming when the news told us all would probably be blown to bits tomorrow.
Port of Ilwaco
We planted a tall clumping aster start (from Jo’s) at the boatyard garden.
Some pink flowered strawberries thinned out from Mike’s garden were planted by Allan into a curbside garden by Ilwaco Freedom Market (the new marijuana shop) while I made a delivery of a random bouquet to Salt Hotel for an event they are having this evening (a talk about salt-making). We won’t be attending the first Salty Talk of the season because we planned to be working till dark to get as much done as possible before the storm.
I miss going to the pub; I have felt more like reading than being social beyond our weekly dinner with Dave and Melissa.
The Depot Restaurant
We did just some light deadheading at The Depot (and delivered the big helianthus clump for sous chef Jamie).
The Planter Box
A quick stop at The Planter Box garnered two lavenders for the planter we cleared yesterday.
We delivered a sign to Kathleen’s cottage….
We bypassed our next job to go to Jack’s Country Store and get a one burner camp stove so we can have coffee and soup if the power goes out.
I had to push to get my storm prep errands done. For some reason, Allan, despite his boy scout youth, does not share my urge to “be prepared”, perhaps because every huge predicted storm since 2007 has fizzled out. My memories of the long power and telephone (land line and mobile!) phone outages of the 2007 Great Coastal Gale inspired me to at least want a little stove that will make a cup of coffee and a bowl of soup. (New blog idea: Allan reads these posts after I write them but before they publish. He can add his rebuttals in italics!)
We then went on to our one big job of the day…
Klipsan Beach Cottages
We clipped perennials and pulled annuals rather than tidying and grooming.
Mary asked me to prune back her beloved ‘Jude the Obscure’ climbing rose so that it will not rock loose in the wind.
That inspired me to do a big project: cutting a heavy umbrella of ‘Climbing Cecile Brunner’ rose clambering up through a large bay tree, making a huge umbrella that would catch the wind. Mary had already agreed that the bay could be cut low to new growth this fall, giving more light to another favourite rose of hers, ‘Polka’, that has gotten overshadows. I am hoping we can prune the bay in a clever way like the one in THE Oysterville garden. Denny came along with his chainsaw to cut the bay down to its new growth, as had been planned for sometime this fall. Meanwhile, Mary had gone to stock up on groceries and bottled water (KBC is on a well so if the power is out there is no running water) and the owners of the A frame next door went out to buy a generator for the upcoming storm.
Here is the KBC garden last week with bay and roses gone rampant in the background:
The wobbly oldest section of old fence could blow down. At least now it won’t be tangled with large branches.
I was inspired to think we might clip back some ‘Super Dorothy’ roses from a similar wooden fence in Fifth Street Park. When we arrived there, I couldn’t bear to do it. The roses are still blooming.
If the severe storm does not materialize (as often happens after dire warnings), perhaps the roses might bloom for another month.
I had checked the weather again and learned that THURSDAY might have 80 mph winds. I had thought Thursday would be a normal storm, about 50 mph winds, and Saturday would be the bad one. As I got anxious to get home for some storm prep, all we did in the park was cut back two clumps of Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’.
We rewarded ourselves with pastries from The Cottage Bakery….
…and hurried home with an hour of daylight to spare. I cut back some Solanum (blue potato vine) from my window, hoping to keep it from banging against the glass, pulled the tomato plants out of the greenhouse and put some tender plants in. Allan did enough honeysuckle pruning to get the back greenhouse door to shut tight. At dusk, from inside my room, I saw I still have not cut enough potato vine. It will have to do unless I have time before the storm to trim some more tomorrow.
With 80 mph wind predicted for tomorrow, I think that our North Beach Garden Gang dinner might not happen.
1995 (age 71):
Oct 12: Bought 2 bales of straw from Dels. I laughed at myself trying to get them out of car, into wheelbarrow, and into the garage. They are quite a bit larger than the “loaves of bread” kind we used to see in fields.
1998 (age 74):
Oct 12: It was rainy so I worked taking care of ripe tomatoes and apples. I dried 3 trays of tomatoes and made 5 pints of applesauce. I picked up some more fallen apples.