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Thursday, 26 November 2015

I woke at 7:30 to a heavy frost covering the garden, still too dark to take photos of it even if I felt like getting that cold.  So I fretted for awhile about the need to go out and do some post-frost clean up in Long Beach.  When Allan arose, he had to make pies for tonight’s potluck before we could go out and work; the work part came as rather a shock to him as he had had no warning of it other than the “post frost clean up” list on the work board.

Allan making pies with ginger snap crusts

Allan making pies with ginger snap crusts

The recipe was one that Our Kathleen had found online.

The recipe was one that Our Kathleen had found online.  It turned out deliciously.

The sunny day would have called me into my own garden. (Acanthus 'Hollard's Gold' from our front porch)

The sunny day would have called me into my own garden. (Acanthus ‘Hollard’s Gold’ from our front porch)

Long Beach

After the pies were out of the oven, we emerged from staycation to do the post frost clean up in Long Beach.

The front of the welcome sign, with the bidens on the edge STILL not ready to pull.

The front of the welcome sign, with the bidens on the edge STILL not ready to pull.

The bidens WILL come out when we make our last bulb planting go-round.

The bidens WILL come out when we make our last bulb planting go-round.

I like the look of new and old flowers on the echibeckia.

I like the look of new and old flowers on the echibeckia.

At least the back of the sign clearly had some bacopa on the edge that could be pulled.

At least the back of the sign clearly had some bacopa on the edge that could be pulled.

In Fifth Street Park, the gunnera was down.

In Fifth Street Park, the gunnera was down.

Allan clipped the stems and laid old leaves over the crown for winter protection.

Allan clipped the stems and laid old leaves over the crown for winter protection.

Meanwhile, I trimmed any planters that looked like this...blue flowers or not...they had to go today.

Meanwhile, I trimmed any planters that looked like this…blue flowers (Geranium ‘Rozanne’ or not…they had to go today.

primroses under the tree in front of Malai Thai restaurant.

primroses under the tree in front of Malai Thai restaurant.

another primrose under the same tree

another primrose under the same tree

'Twas time to chop down the pineapple sage in Fifth Street Park

‘Twas time to chop down the pineapple sage in Fifth Street Park (center)

Fifth Street Park's NW quadrant

Fifth Street Park’s NW quadrant

When I clipped back the foliage of California poppies in front of The Hungry Harbor Grille, even though the leaves still looked pretty fine, the owner came out and said thank you.  This validated my opinion that most people like to see planters looking tidy now instead of having old foliage hanging on till a frost hard enough to turn it black comes along.

Allan's photo: Gaura 'So White' in Fish Alley

Allan’s photo: Gaura ‘So White’ in Fish Alley, before and after

Also I just can’t keep coming out and checking on planters every time there is a frost.  It is time to be done.

northernmost planter, Geranium 'Rozanne' still blooming...

northernmost planter, Geranium ‘Rozanne’ still blooming…

It got the chop anyway.

It got the chop anyway.

We took the debris, clean and not weedy, home to our debris pile.

We took the debris, clean and not weedy, home to our debris pile.

Ilwaco

But first, we cleaned up the Ilwaco planters.

These pedestrians crossed the street to avoid me.

These pedestrians crossed the street to avoid me.

Perhaps they were going to the free community Thanksgiving dinner that was taking place at the Inn at Harbour Village just down the street.

Perhaps they were going to the free community Thanksgiving dinner that was taking place at the Inn at Harbour Village just down the street.

As dusk approached, we limbed up some of the street trees at the intersection of Main and First.  I was especially pleased to make the sign for the Portside Café more visible (and just wish I had taken before and after photos as it was not showing at all from this direction before).

Portside neon sign

Portside neon sign

Allan's photo: at the port at dusk

Allan’s photo: at the port at dusk

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

the work board: If only I had remembered to do the Ilwaco Post Office planter!

the work board: If only I had remembered to do the Ilwaco Post Office planter!

We had only a half hour turn around time before going out again to the potluck Thanksgiving dinner at…

The Sou’wester

Allan's photo: entering the pavilion

Allan’s photo: entering the pavilion

the pavilion tables set for the potluck

the pavilion tables set for the potluck

two tables loaded with food

Two tables were laden with food (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

an accidental photo that our dining companions quite liked (by Allan)

an accidental photo that our dining companions quite liked (by Allan)

in the pavilion (Allan's photo); the Sou'wester loves vinyl.

in the pavilion (Allan’s photo); the Sou’wester loves vinyl.

Kathleen’s curried carrot salad with raisins was so good (and I usually don’t like raisins) that I made a note of her recipe:

curried carrot raisin salad

curried carrot raisin salad

group raising a toast, photo courtesy The Sou'wester

group raising a toast, photo courtesy The Sou’wester

Later, we all adjourned to the warmer living room in the lodge for an array of desserts.  I managed to get a video (still dark ish) that shows the motion of that sign that I love.

Sou'wester vintage Spartan trailers (Allan's photo)

Sou’wester vintage Spartan trailers (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The dessert table; that's Sou'wester owner Thandi's mum on the right.

The dessert table; that’s Sou’wester owner Thandi’s mum on the right.

Thandi’s mother made several desserts including baklava and Turkish delight.

an array of delights

an array of delights

me, our Kathleen, and Julez, the owner of Salt Hotel

me, our Kathleen, and Julez, the owner of Salt Hotel

replete (Allan's photo)

replete (Allan’s photo)

Friday, 27 November 2015

Today’s excursion to the Peninsula Art Association Studio Tour will be a separate post, tomorrow.

Just down the street, the Ocean Lightning is parked where a boat called the Ocean Thunder used to sit.

Just down the street, the Ocean Lightning is parked where a boat called the Ocean Thunder used to sit.

post office planter, before and after

post office planter, before and after

We drove onto the Anchorage Cottages property just enough to see if the calla lilies had gone to mush. They had not.

We drove onto the Anchorage Cottages property just enough to see if the calla lilies had gone to mush. They had not.  So we backed out and returned to the studio tour.

At home after the studio tour: Only two frost clean ups and one go-round with bulbs (and Allan’s mulching of the library/community building garden) stands between us and true staycation.

amended work board with all Ilwaco clean up erased.

amended work board with all Ilwaco clean up erased.

At 7:30, we were off again to an event I’d been looking forward to for a couple of months:

The Skinks (are the Village Green Preservation Society) at the Sou’wester

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WE are the Village Green Preservation Society so that song is one of my favourites.  Can one song be my favourite ever?  I deeply regret having forgotten that my camera takes a few seconds to set up for a movie, so I missed the all important first few words on the following clip that does get across how well The Skinks captured the chugging, clunky, proto-punk, endearing sound of the Kinks.

God save the village green!

The Skinks filled my heart with joy.

The Skinks filled my heart with joy.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

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Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

from the song Village Green by the Kinks (from the same album):

I miss the village green,
And all the simple people.
I miss the village green,
The church, the clock, the steeple….

And I will return there….
And we’ll sip tea, laugh,
And talk about the village green.
We will laugh and talk about the village green. 

It’s not often that a much anticipated event lives up to one’s expectation.  This evening was one of the those times.

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