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Sunday, 24 February 2019

Despite chilly weather, we spring cleaned from the east to the west end of the Howerton Avenue curbside gardens at the Port of Ilwaco. You may note we did not trim most of the santolinas. Because it is still freezing cold at night, I am waiting on them till closer to actual spring.

Dramatic clouds decorated the horizon south of the marina.

East end garden (Allan’s photos):

David Jensen office, before and after:

Oddly, while Allan was trimming one of the grasses today, a man walked by and said “I’ve never seen a man do that,” apparently meaning he had never before seen a man gardening.

A rain shower sent us home to unload the clean (non weedy) plant debris we had collected so far….more gleanings for my compost bins.

Half an hour later, we were back on the job.

From now on, I will call the former ShoreBank building “At the Helm”, the name of the new hotel with pub (The Waterline Pub) that is due to open sometime this year.

I could not help but clip some of At the Helm’s ferns. The Stihl trimmer made quick work of it. Last year, no one trimmed them and the many dead fronds hurt my eyes.

Looking east from the Ilwaco pavilion (At the Helm is the red building):

The drive-over garden (between two big driveways):

Powell Gallery/RiversZen Yoga garden (Allan’s photos):

Removing some weedy catmint from a bed by the Don Nisbett art gallery; I put some small, clean pieces back in:

I had a look at the garden on the south side of the Port Office. What to do? I will have to ask if the plan, after last year’s building remodel, is to have a deck or to recreate the garden.

The marina in sunshine:

Port Office curbside garden (Allan’s photos):

The good mulch (Gardner and Bloome Soil Conditioner and/or Harvest Supreme) that we added to the Time Enough Books curbside garden has been well worthwhile. The garden is full of poppy seedlings, and the plants are now much more vigorous than before.

Narcissus ‘Julia Jane’

The rest of the photos are all Allan’s.

West end gardens:

On the work list, as soon as the nights are less cold, is the addition of some Phlomis and a few other plants to these beds.

I got to meet a wonderful dog. She said “Woo woo woo!” and was ever so soft.

Despite the break for rain, we got the whole length of Howerton done. The Toy (the Stihl trimmer) really speeds us up with this kind of work.

Across the street from the west end garden:

Allan said he could not decide which photos to send me of the rainbow he saw later at the east end of the marina. I couldn’t decide among them, either, so here they all are.

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Saturday, 24 November 2018

We had had this much rain:

With fairly low energy and the need to go card shopping hanging over my head, I managed to get a bit of the front garden tidied up.

before, with tired and floppy Sanguisorba ‘Pink Elephant’




Facebook sent me a memory of a photo of the front garden on November 17, 2010:


Dichroa febrifuga berries

The Toy (Stihl battery trimmers) had made quick work of the smaller clipping in the front so that I had time to take the old spotty leaves off of almost all of the hellebores throughout the garden.

Skooter, who had been on the roof…

…came down and helped.

I felt I must go down to the port and support my favourite businesses on Small Business Saturday.  Allan had gone shopping overseas (across the Columbia River, that is) and so I went on my own, across the field beyond the bogsy wood, as the field was not yet too boggy to navigate.

My primary need was more holiday greeting cards, a need easily fulfilled at the Don Nisbett Art Gallery.

view from Don’s gallery

our bouquet

I visited Scout and Karla at Time Enough Books.

my good friend Scout

in Time Enough

With my card mission accomplished, I was glad to get home, draw the curtains at 4, and return to a new book by a favourite author.

The author refers to another favourite book series of mine.  The first passage about them does not reveal what they are.

Pages later, the reveal thrilled me.

Later, our protagonist rereads Queen Lucia.

As I read of him helping a high school student apply to colleges, I learned about the interesting exam questions that some colleges, in this case the University of Chicago, ask.  (I did not go to college so never went through that process.)

I googled to see if it were true that the U of C asks questions like this.  That lead to some interesting side reading.


In 2015, the city of Melbourne, Australia created a “tree-mail” service, in which all of the trees in the city received an email address so that residents could report any tree-related issues. As an unexpected result, people began to email their favorite trees sweet and occasionally humorous letters. Imagine this has been expanded to any object (tree or otherwise) in the world, and share with us the letter you’d send to your favorite.

This led to some poignant reflections on having not gone to college, due to poverty and to having parents who had no interest; at the time, it was hard to get financial aid if you were under 21 and had parents who could help but would not.  If I could go back in time, I would refuse all distractions in high school and seek the sort of help that I read about in My Ex-Life.  I made myself invisible to teachers and counselors.

I shook off those thoughts and returned to reading.

A description of a small town made me think of Ilwaco:

Why did reading Portrait of a Lady lead to an obsession with outdoor rooms?

Sunday, 25 November 2018

I had a true staycation day with no where to go and no one to see.  Dry weather made it a gardening day, with my usual helper.

He is not helping my comfy tattered old sweater.

after some weeding



Rain interrupted me and I was glad to return to reading before dark.  I would like to have been indoors all day like Frosty…

…in the same chair, but reading instead of sleeping.

Monday, 26 November 2018

A day of rain filled me with joy and made it an all reading day.


I finished a library book that I had begun last night.

The author had many privileges that led to her career as a “leader”, which she does admit.  Although it was interesting and politically pleasing, I have to admit I skimmed some of it.

I learned something about Nancy Pelosi (which I may have been aware of in 2002, so long ago):

Women usually aren’t in [politics] for the glory…but to get things done…..

I still had time for a book of mostly hilarious essays about old age by the author of the glorious Ethel and Ernest.

I would like to say I loved every minute of it.  I almost did, except for the disappointing chapter in which Raymond Briggs, in his 70s, along with his girlfriend of a similar age, enjoy going to town to make fun of fat people and critically watch them eat.  How depressing to read about such a good, funny writer having not learned by then not to be so damn mean.  I can guarantee the people that they thought they were secretly ridiculing were aware of it.

I gave the book five stars (top marks) on GoodReads but the next day I had to go back and drop a star because the fat-bullying chapter bothered me so much.

Other than that, it is such a wonderful book, especially for a Britophile like me, full of delicious descriptions like this one.

I do feel like Raymond does that my childhood now seems so antiquated with party telephone lines (used by more than one household; my grandma had one), black and white telly, and of course no computers.

I had time after that to read a very short book called On Wheels, British, about motor cars, and of interest because it is written by Margaret Drabble’s husband, Michael Holroyd.  (Thanks to MaryBeth, who I believe is the one who passed it on to me.)

At about 1 AM, I looked at the weather and saw that the day had brought over 3 inches of rain.

I was hoping for more of the same all week so that I could just keep reading.


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Friday, 10 November 2017

If we methodically work through the fall clean up list, we might get it done by the end of this month and then be on staycation.  I’d like to be done (except for post frost clean up) by Thanksgiving (Nov 23).  This is not looking likely because of a prediction of at least five days of bad weather.

Port of Ilwaco

On the way to the port, we saw the sure signs of approaching crab season.  The crab fishing fleet has to wait for the crab to size up properly before it can begin.  They always hope for the beginning of December but often have to wait.  While they wait, they prepare their pots.

crab pots by the old Kola boathouse

I began with the small garden on the south side of the Port Office building.

port office garden with lots of lavenders to clip and one last big cosmos pulled

after (Allan cleaned up with his new, pretty quiet rechargeable blower)

It was a big advance recently when we acquired a battery operated blower.  I had avoided them because of the noise.  Allan picked out a quiet-ish one, and it does make the job go faster than a broom.  Perhaps he will insert the make and model here, for those who like specs.  ( A Greenworks 80V blower  Same battery operates our heavy duty string trimmer and could operate a replacement chainsaw or a mower in the future.)

just across Waterfront Way from the little garden

I joined Allan to help finish up his project, the final clean up of the Time Enough Books garden.

Each business has the garden or courtyard (or in some cases, just a parking lot) on the south side of the sidewalk.  The north side is the curbside garden, maintained by the port (usually by us, with the exception of a fish processing business that clips their own escallonias).

Time Enough Books, east side before

and after (elderberry lowered behind the boat, Geranium ‘Rozanne’ clipped down in front of the boat), Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ pulled by the entrance to Purly Shell Fiber Arts)

before (Allan’s photos)


Time Enough Books west side garden, before

west side, after, with elderberry and tall grasses and more cut all the way down for ease of Christmas decorating; that was one year of growth on that elderberry, which we chop down every November.

before (Allan’s photos)


after easy peasy blower clean up

The Depot Restaurant

Allan did the once yearly chopping of the bamboo in a very narrow space between the deck and the building.  I am not even sure I could fit in there.

His photos:

bamboo all up in the works


A portly repairperson would have a hard time getting to that equipment even without the bamboo

We like the bamboo for long stakes.  I realized Allan would have to run it home before we loaded up the debris that I was cutting from the garden to the north of the dining deck.

trailer with long bamboo

He made quick work of taking the bamboo home and returning with an empty trailer.

I chopped down almost everything in the north garden.


Sous chef Jamie emerged from the kitchen and I asked him if he would leave up the Coreopsis ‘Flower Tower’, which I love for its tiny yellow flowers still showing way up high.

Coreopsis ‘Flower Tower’

He could not see the appeal of the old, worn plant, and I figured his opinion would be shared by most passersby, so down it came.  I am extra glad now, because a great deal of wind is being forecast and it would have had to be chopped next week for sure.

Solidago ‘Fireworks’, Persicaria ‘Firetrail’, and old ferns were for the chop.


I did leave up the late blooming Sanguisorba.

Sanguisorba menziesii ‘Dali Marble‘, backed with a self sown cotoneaster and with Cornus ‘Hedgerows Gold’

There will be one more short session of clean up in this garden after the first heavy frost.

I had hoped to get a couple of Long Beach planters cleaned up.  The frost is not yet here, and yet I woke up in the morning realizing I am tired of California poppies and nasturtiums’ last few blooms.  We ran out of time, so that will have to wait.  I wanted to get home with some daylight left to pick a bouquet for a friend who is recovering from surgery.

at home:

Allan’s photo

an autumn bouquet about to be delivered to dear Ilwaco friend

I got such a touching card from my neighbors.  I love the way it recognizes the true friendship I shared with Smoky.  (It wasn’t lopsided; it just photographed that way.)

Thank you.

On the work board, as much was added as erased.  I realized the port office garden looks battered by rain and needs a bag of mulch.  And I see that I need to add the Depot to the “post frost clean up” section.

I really hope we can accomplish all the pre-frost clean up before the end of this month.  All we need is five workable days!  ….Or six, since things usually take longer than I hope.




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Sunday, 5 November 2017

We began by offloading the huge amount of Fifth Street Park compost from our trailer to the three compost bins.  By the time I piled everything on, the bins were heaped high.

I wish we had assembled four bins by starting them a little further over.  I measured, and there is not room to fit an equal fourth bin in where the plastic bin sits, empty so far.

However, it is probably good to have that area where hops and honeysuckle hang down in the summer and hide the work area as one approaches the back garden.

After having first thought of putting my new Podophyllum ‘Spotty Dotty’, a memorial to my cat Smoky given me by Our Kathleen, in the wayback bogsy woods newly cleared area, I realized it must go in the former hosta spot by the campfire circle, where Smoky loved to joined me.

perfect Spotty Dotty spot

my young paper bark maple glowing in sunlight

Skooter observed my various gardening activities.

The new wayback had a bit of standing water from last night’s rain.

That will not be a wet winter sit spot, as it will require wading to get to it.

surprising new flowers on a nigella

I picked two bouquets, one for an afternoon event at Time Enough Books, and one to thank Salt Pub for the meal Julez brought to us Friday night.

Speaking of bouquets, I am very pleased with myself that I have kept all paper clutter off of the dining nook table for the past week.  Here it is today with a bouquet from the Fifth Street Park hydrangeas that had to be clipped.

Allan delivered the bouquet to Salt Hotel.

Allan’s photos of the Salt bouquet at Salt Hotel.

south side of Salt Hotel

Robert Michael Pyle at Time Enough Books

door to Time Enough Books (Allan’s photo)

Local author, naturalist, and butterfly expert from Grays River, Bob Pyle, gave a talk about his recently re-published book about Bigfoot, also known as Sasquatch.  Although Bigfoot has never been of big interest to me, the talk kept me fascinated.

Before Pyle arrived, bookstore owner Karla gave me this gift wrapped book.

Thank you.

Karla’s mulled cider, served up by her sister, Linda, went well with cookies.

Linda and Scout

a packed house

I told Karla that my bouquet was too big for Pyle’s table, so we moved it to the fireplace.

And a good thing, too, because Pyle filled the table with Bigfoot memorabilia.

Karla introduces Robert Michael Pyle. (Allan’s photo)

Pyle did not begin his book as a Bigfoot believer.  He did end the writing of it with an open mind.

Scout works the crowd. (Allan’s photo)

Scout in a typical pose

Allan’s photo

Bob alternated reading excerpts with telling stories.

Allan’s photo

Several points that especially intrigued me:

Bob said we are in the period of the sixth extinction, which includes many independent bookstores, and that the ones that remain are a grace note on our culture.

Even giants have legends of giants, as in the Brobdingnagians of Gulliver’s Travels, who despite being 60 feet tall, spoke of a time when other, bigger, giants had walked their land.

Bob got a Guggenheim fellowship to write the book, which he compared to the unlikeliness of Bigfoot entering the book store, sitting on one’s lap and feeding one bonbons.  Karla said, “Would he buy books?”  Bob:  “He’ll take books.”  Karla:  “I’ll let him.”  Bob said Bigfoot would leave something in trade, in the way that Bigfoot is said to leave a stick in exchange for catching a salmon.

Bob said that many members of local tribes think it is pretty silly (he used more elegant words) that people don’t believe in Bigfoot.

Pyle spoke much of a wilderness area called the Dark Divide, such an evocative name.  I wish to read the book if only to find out more about this wild area.

signing books after the talk

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photos

Allan showed me a book he had found on the shelves, with posters of women serving in WWII, a topic of interest to me because of my WWII Marine Corps mother.

The book featured London Transport posters from 1908 till the present day.

At home again, I sat down right away to read my gift from Karla.

How I wish…How very much I miss my Smoky…..from For Every Cat an Angel by Christine Davis








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Thursday, 14 Sept 2017

We started at a garden just a few blocks east of us.

Mayor Mike’s garden

….with tidying, clipping some errant rose canes and some spent perennials.

Mayor Mike’s front garden

Just as we were finishing there, a parade of many old Dodge vehicles drove by down Lake Street.

Our next mission was chop the myrtles at ….

The Port of Ilwaco


cutting flush to the ground with our rechargeable saw

after. We will make this garden interesting again with divisions from other plants, after some rain comes.

The myrtles will grow back, and I will keep them small.

The sightline in late summer:

22 August: before pruning the myrtles

and today

While Allan pruned, I watered three garden beds.

my favourite port garden

the driveover garden

 Having decided on a midday cultural work break, we parked at the post office.

The deer have discovered the miniature rose in the post office planter.

We walked across the street to the

Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum

to peruse the Derby Days exhibit. You still have time to see it.

“Join the Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum as we explore the history of “Derbyville” and the early years of salmon derbies, recreational fishing, and the emergence of the charter-boat fishing industry on the Long Beach Peninsula. This exhibit will be on view August 4 – October 7, 2017.”

The old Dodges were parked in the museum lot and across the street.

In the museum, we were fascinated with the old photos of the marina…

…and especially by photos showing the shoreline back when our lot was riverfront property.

The river bank is now the meander line, a ditch between us and the port parking lots.

We spent considerable time peering at the photo above, and the one below, trying to pinpoint our lot and the house that used to sit on it.

An old postcard touts the climate that was one of the reasons I moved here:

The water is no longer cheap and the summers are hotter than they used to be.

Allan enjoyed this old photo of Black Lake boating.

The salmon derby camps were along the banks of the Columbia, east of Chinook.

One of my favourite parts of the musuem is their replica street of shops.  It is being changed up with some new finds.

New school room display includes a typewriter like the one I typed a very bad novel on in high school.

tailoring shop

Allan likes the Chinook canoe:

Work called.  In case the rain did not arrive on Sunday, I wanted to get four more of my most favourite curbside gardens watered, and Allan had some hedge trimming to do.

 Port of Ilwaco

port office garden

the marina

I weeded and watered three pocket gardens…

…and the Time Enough Book garden….

…and visited my good friend Scout in the book store.

as always, good books.

I had no intention of buying a book, yet I did purchase this one.

As I walked home, I noted that the meander line ditch is completely dry.  It will soon become a stream again when the rains arrive.

by the community college annex, showing the size the California wax myrtles like to attain.

Meanwhile, Allan had pruned two escallonias down at Coho Charters.

one of them, before

and after


frog in a water barrel (Allan’s photo)

Allan set to his new project, removing old shakes from the shed, which, in WWII years, was an electrical repair shop for small appliances.

Apparently, the shakes were just a decorative overlay. (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

I rearranged some plants on the patio, accidentally pulling a santolina out of a planted chimney pot.  While transplanting it by Devery’s driveway, I saw that Frosty had gone next door to visit his new bestie, Royal.  Devery was taking photos from her porch while I was taking photos from the driveway.

 Devery and I are both delighted by this sweet friendship, initiated by Frosty.




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Thursday, 25 May 2017

With the big tourist crowds of Memorial Day weekend and the local extravaganza of “The World’s Longest Garage Sale” (from Chinook to Oysterville), we had to get the port looking fine.

This involved some planting as well as weeding.


post office garden


me talking with Betsy, director of the museum, taken from behind the Stipa gigantea


I could not find the sunflower seeds I wanted to plant at the back.  Added more cosmos.

Then we drove a couple of blocks to the port to start weeding and adding a few plants to the curbside gardens.


Looking east. We would do the east end if we had time later in the day.


looking west


The marina is across the parking lot. (Allan’s photo)


I got to pet this doggie. (Allan’s photo)


a good butt scritching


Pleased to see most of the Eryngiums are budding this year. (Some years, some of them don’t.)


my favourite bed. Thinking I should get a yellow helianthemum to balance the orange one.


Helianthemum’s only flaw is a short season of bloom.


Drive over garden still rather flattened. Lucky the alliums did not get driven over. Would look better with more soil, as the soil is compressed by tires.


north of the port office

We found time to pull most of the noxious weed, Geranium robertianum (Stinking Bob) from the south side of Purly Shell Fiber Arts; shop owner Heather emerged and helped, which I appreciated so much.


Stinking Bob would take over the whole port. It went in the garbage can. The pelican is from Basket Case Greenhouse.


at Time Enough Books, looking west


Bookseller Karla says the ceanothus is causing a sensation.


Allan’s photo  OleBob’s café is named for two friends, Ole and Bob.

Karla had recently given  me the wonderful book, Cutting Back. I told her about the author’s encounter with Joan Baez while pruning an old ceanothus.


perfect book

Leslie was pruning at a retreat when Joan Baez emerged.



Karla will order the book for you if you want to read more.  Meanwhile, the UPS truck  delivered a new t shirt with Ilwaco’s longitude and latitude on display.



on the left: a must read for me; I am not very good at growing cutting flowers.


figuring out where to plant


weeding the bookstore landscape (Allan’s photos)



Karen Boardman from Ocean Park stops to give us words of admiration for all our gardens.

After the planting of the garden boat and some curbside plants at Time Enough, Allan went to string trim and weed a bit down by Ilwaco Freedom Market while I backtracked to weed the curbside at Powell Gallery.


With my knee brace on, I was able to walk on this river rock bed that I have lately had to delegate to Allan.


velvet grass in a California poppy at Salt (Allan’s photo)


Allan’s string trimming

It seemed we now had time to loop around to the east end curbside beds.  But driving down Lake Street, I realized we hadn’t checked Mike’s garden for a couple of weeks.  We hoped to find nothing to do there. Of course, there was some weeding, deadheading, and path raking.


path caked with cherry blossoms (Allan’s photo)


Mike’s raked path

Then on to weed some of the beds from Elizabeth Avenue to the Ilwaco Pavilion.


Looking west from Elizabeth


just across the parking lot (Allan’s photo)

I must confess that we skipped over three xeriscape (lava rock, river rock, and bark) gardens that we do not plant up.  We still had the whole boatyard to do and only today for Ilwaco.

After weeding at the old Shorebank building, we stopped at Salt to check on a santolina that Allan thought was not worth saving.  He was right.


by Ilwaco Freedom Market


We skipped weeding the last two beds. I hope the dog daises will dazzle people (those who don’t know it’s sort of a noxious weed) and distract from weedy grasses.


The curbs had been painted all along the port. (Allan’s photo)


columbine reseeded into the Salt river rock bed, which has soil covered with landscape fabric under the rock (not our doing!) (Allan’s photo)


Salt had a new and attractive smoker.  Wish I had gotten the whole sign…was tired.


making brisket, smelled delicious


Allan’s photo

Next, the boatyard.


Our friend, former LB city manager Gene Miles stopped by to talk about bonsai.

Allan left me at the boatyard with wheelbarrow and cosmos and went off to hook up the water trailer and water the street trees and planters.  I was mighty tired.  While getting plants out of the van, I found a bag of seeds that had gotten soaking wet…My fault. My proposed kitchen garden of red runner beans and some greens. I would have to plant them as soon as I got home.


Allan’s photo. He had been cultivating a garden of poppies under the red sign. Someone had string trimmed it flat.

Allan’s photos in town:


more digging in the corners of the tree beds. What is up with this??? This one has a perennial sweet pea.


one of the Ilwaco city hall planters; we can plant more delicate plants there because the office staff waters.

Parts of the boatyard garden were so hard and gravelly I could not hammer any cosmos into them.  We simply MUST mulch this whole garden next fall.  I had not realized it had gotten so low in spots.


7 PM….I had come this far…


and had this far to go including the long strip beyond the gate.

Being on hour nine of work was just about beyond me.


The garden had a haze of horsetail again.


so much to do

I skipped that center section as Allan arrived; it takes him an hour and three quarters to water the Ilwaco planters.  He set to weeding the section above and I went on with cosmos to the end.  My mood was dire as I had to accept that the boatyard would be far from perfect for the holidays.  The only comfort is it looks fairly good driving by, not so good to critical walkers-by.


weeds and plants in the boatyard garden (Allan’s photo)


cosmos seedling, watered with a dipper, and sluggo (Allan’s photo). My thought: poor little things.


Allan’s photo

I have been trying to be chipper and say Annuals Planting “Time” instead of “Hell”, but today was most definitely planting hell.  The last minutes were cheered  by two passing young fishermen, one of whom commented that they enjoy the gardens and that “Gardening is hard work!” I said, “Not as hard as The Deadliest Catch!” And he said, “That’s not so hard; it’s all done by hydraulics!”

Sometimes I wish there could be some signage explaining that all the public flower gardens (not the lawns) in Long Beach and Ilwaco are done by just two people, so have mercy with the imperfection.


geese seen while dumping weeds (Allan’s photos)


Erasing quite  a bit off the work board was not as cheering as usual.  I really had so much wanted to achieve perfection.  Once upon a time, when I was up to working seven days a week, ten hours a day at this time of year, we could achieve perfection before the holiday weekends.  Maybe we could have if we were not combining weeding with planting.

Of course, I had no oomph left to plant the veg seeds that had gotten wet.  I put them on a plate with a wet paper towel to keep them damp till our Saturday off.


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Monday, 8 May 2017

I was determined to get the two scratchiest, thorniest, physically hardest jobs done today at last.

First, though, I had a couple of Nicotianas for the Ilwaco post office garden and for the Time Enough Books garden boat.

Geum ‘Mango Lassi’ in the Time Enough garden (Allan’s photo)

Ceanothus starting to bloom

a visit with bookseller Karla, someone who agrees with us about the world’s problems.

my good friend Scout

good reading

Long Beach

Before the hard jobs, we planted some Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and a few agastaches in the planters.

Rozanne and an agastache…in

The white tulips lasted through the weekend!


Then, the harder work began. I finished weeding the third parking lot berm while Allan used the string trimmer on the middle berm, which is almost all grass.

Look, the information booth that was parked there is gone!

Our Kathleen stopped by for a chat. World problems discussed.

weeding whilst chatting; she had just come from Abbraccio Coffee Bar

Our Kathleen is here on vacation; she is usually not a weekday lady of leisure.


Allan’s middle berm project, before:

You can imagine after, like a mowed lawn.

After a brief moment of rejoicing at the berms being done for now, we headed out to weed the very worst section of the beach approach garden.  This called for a handful of wake up beans.

wake up beans=chocolate covered coffee beans

Allan’s photo

The worst section, full of a swamp rush that defeats us.

huge clovers (Allan’s photo)

weeds along the sidewalk edge, before…

and being dealt with (Allan’s photos)


Still grassy. Nature wins this battle every time.

Other sections have clear areas and not the horrible running rush (the one I call tube grass).

I can only think there was a swamp under that one section and all those roots were lying in wait.  It’s the only section that is so daunting.

We weeded grasses down the street side of three other sections that we had not completed on our last beach approach workday.




a tidier edge (Allan’s photos)

And we could finally take the celebratory photo of the arch to signify that all the approach garden had had its first spring weeding.

As we finished, two women cyclists arrived from the west and took photos of each other under the sign.  They told us they had not ridden a bike in 20 years, and that they had just turned 62.  At age 17, they had come to Long Beach together with fake IDs for a wild weekend, and for this birthday, they came to recreate their long ago journey.  The longterm friendship reminded me of my friend Montana Mary, with whom I will celebrate (perhaps long distance) a 50 year friendship anniversary this September.

At home: some glorious erasing from the work board.

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Thursday, 20 April 2017

Pouring rain almost put an end to the idea of work.


We’d had this much rain overnight.

And then it stopped by midmorning.

I scheduled an easy day, which included a visit to THE Oysterville garden.  That self -guided tour will be our next post.

At home before work


Azara microphylla ‘Variegata’ and Skooter (Allan’s photo)


Erythronium (dog tooth violet)


Allan digging a Tetrapanax sprout, too close to the maple


Acer campestre ‘Carnival’


Acer campestre ‘Carnival, acquired from Dancing Oaks last year


Our post office garden looks unexciting so far.  I planted some bachelor button seeds.

The Depot Restaurant

I planted the wee sprout of tetrapanax in the garden on the south side of the dining deck…my second attempt to get one started there. Light weeding and deadheading ensued.


north side of deck


Tulip ‘Akebono’ (Allan’s photo)


the barrel by the east window


Tulip ‘Virichic’

Long Beach

A stop at city hall to pick up our cheque led to some deadheading and weeding.


the ramp garden


north side: pulmonaria still blooming


north side


signs of finger blight


city hall west side

Basket Case Greenhouse

I’m collecting plants for the upcoming Planting Time, so far just perennials.  I consider it too early for annuals, and yet, as always, I am concerned that folks who plant (too) early will get all the good stuff before I’m ready for annuals (round about Mother’s Day).


Darrel waters the many tempting plants in the annuals house.


Me and Roxanne with Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and some Erysumum ‘Bowles Mauve’


Buddy behind the desk


YOU, yes you (those who live here), should snap these callistemon.  It’s rare to see them for sale on the Peninsula!




and more heucheras


Buddy woke up.

We left the Basket Case and took ourselves to Oysterville to tour its premier garden, one of the top two gardens on the Peninsula (the other being Steve and John’s bayside garden).  If there are better gardens here, I have not seen them. That will be tomorrow’s post.

Driving south from Oysterville, we saw Todd gardening at a Nahcotta bed and breakfast.


in front of the Charles Nelson Guest House


Todd Wiegardt at work


Allan’s photo

Klipsan Beach Cottages

We spent a pleasant two hours at Klipsan Beach Cottages. In a preview of Planting Time, Allan planted four Nicotiana langsdorfii, one Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’, and an Agastache ‘Acapulco Salmon and Pink’.




driveway garden


Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’ has been going strong in this spot for years.


looking in the east gate of the fenced garden


Allan planting


He found a furtive dandelion.


tulips (Flaming Spring Green and a parrot in bud)


the burgeoning garden



Tulip ‘White Parrot’



blue inside


Tulip ‘Artist’ hiding under rhubarb


Tulip ‘Artist’


tree peony in bud


fringed pink tulip


Thalictrum ‘Elin’ will get about 7 feet tall.


“pink” narcissi


more narcissi



Fritillaria meleagris, in the lawn bed that I note needs mulching.


double hellebore


white narcissi


Podophyllum (Allan’s photo)


Mary, her friend Katie, Bella, and Katie’s dog Libby, back from the beach (Allan’s photo)


Allan’s photo


Allan’s photos: a hard to reach blackberry sprout across the pond


He got it.


We drove around by the port on the way home, just to see how lively the 4-20 event was at the Freedom Market pot shop. (Their outdoor barbecue looked well attended.)


garden boat at Time Enough Books (PV=Plant Vessel instead of FV for Fishing Vessel).  Allan’s photo


Tulip ‘Akebono’

While Allan mowed at the J’s (across the street), I planted some poppy and bachelor button seeds in the back garden.  The weeded spots in the east and west bed have seeds, and the unweeded spots will let me know where I can put new plants (after more weeding).


a seeded spot


At the J’s (Allan’s photo)

Next, our tour of the Oysterville garden.

And we really do have to get back to the beach approach weeding!




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Saturday, 15 April 2017

We planned to return to the beach approach, but first we took Jaime to Time Enough Books.


Allan and Jaime


With Karla.  Jaime wants to explore some new ways of thinking so she bought some educational books.

Yesterday’s town hall bouquet went to a new home at Salt Hotel.



Julez was pleased.

He told me a story the other night, when we left after the Salty Talk, that has been a comfort to me.  From the Salt Pub, I have to go down the stairs backwards because of my knee and balance problems.  Julez told me about a mountain climber who had “blown out his knees” climbing so whenever descending a mountain slope, the climber had to go down backwards.  That story made me feel less old and decrepit.

Long Beach

We weeded the Veterans Field gardens first, in preparation for an easter egg hunt that will happen there tomorrow.


vet field corner garden


our version of red, white and blue


Allan’s photo


Allan’s photo

Then the continued weeding of the beach approach took the rest of the day.


Lots of passersby on this nice weather Saturday.


I got to meet some nice dogs.

Allan started with the end cap by the driveway to the restroom parking lot.




after thinning and weeding


Our big section today, looking west, before





sidewalk tile by Renee O’Connor


planting poppy seeds

We ended by finishing up a section we had not completed the day before (due to jumping ahead to clear some traffic sightlines).


weeding a challenging thicket of roses

It was not until Allan found a round metal object in the garden that we looked up and realized that three of the prettiest Long Beach banners had been stolen overnight.  I checked, and yesterday’s photos show the banners.



Today…nothing on three posts, and on one the expensive brackets are missing (bottom) and bent (top).



I picture some yobbos standing in the bed of a pick up truck in the dark, stealing banners but not quite able to reach so the brackets got bent and broken.


missing banner with brackets intact (Allan’s photo)


no banner to enjoy (Allan’s photo); The little round piece is what he found in the garden.


Allan’s photo

It is irksome and will make for extra work for the city crew.  (It also demonstrates why placing security cameras on the lamp posts would likely end up with the cameras stolen.)

When we dumped our debris at city works, we loaded eight buckets of soil and mulched the flag pavilion bed at Vet Field.


all fluffed up

We were both very tired.  (Allan was even tireder than he let me know till the end of the next day.)  The work board shows 7 beach approach sections of 13 still to go.  Tomorrow we hope to reach the halfway point.




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Saturday, 12 November 2016

It has been so difficult since Wednesday to go to work.  I had been counting on the weekend off to read news, news, and more news and planned get back to the last two seasonal projects on Monday and Tuesday.  Yesterday we did not get as far as I thought we would, so today turned out to be a work day—and again a day that started with feeling kicked in the gut and with tears in my eyes over more news of hate crimes.

Our Kathleen, who works in a big office, had this news:  Latina workers at her place of business were the butt of jokes about deportation.  She reported it because her employer has rules in place to prevent this sort of harassment.  It is typical of the emboldened cruel words and actions against minorities that are so much in the news for the last four days.

in the window next door (Allan's photo)

in the window next door (Allan’s photo)

in the garden (Allan's photo)

in the front garden (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

calendula (Allan's photo)

calendula (Allan’s photo)

On the way to pick up some soil energy, we made a stop at NIVA green.  I just wanted to make contact with owner/artist Heather.  While there, I took some photos for NIVA’s Facebook page.  I realized the pages I help with, including Discover Ilwaco, had gone quiet since the election because I am so preoccupied with the news.

at the always fascinating NIVA green

at the always fascinating NIVA green

apropos to the times

apropos to the times

some adorable mice

some adorable mice



After a good talk with Heather, we drove on to Peninsula Landscape Supply for another yard of Soil Energy.

at Peninsula Landscape Supply

at Peninsula Landscape Supply

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The weeping look of this grass spoke to me.

The weeping look of this grass spoke to me.

We drove back to Ilwaco and applied to mulch to several of the curbside gardens along Howerton Way, completing our mulching of that whole stretch from east to west.  Today: gardens by the Ilwaco Pavilion, Nisbett Gallery, Port Office, Time Enough Books.

my favourite bed by the Ilwaco Pavilion, before

my favourite bed by the Ilwaco Pavilion, before

right before I turned the chopping of the wax myrtle over to Allan

right before I turned the chopping of the wax myrtle over to Allan

and after, with the California wax myrtle cut back hard. It will come back.

and after, with the California wax myrtle cut back hard. It will come back.

The wax myrtle is not a plant I would have planted along this street, because it wants to get taller than me.

Just to the east, these wax myrtles were cut to the ground in spring and have come back vigorously.

Just to the east, these wax myrtles by the trees were cut to the ground in spring and have come back vigorously.

I made another supposedly brief visit to Time Enough Books and ended up talking with Karla for half an hour.  (I deduct all this talks from work time.)

Scout got bored and went into her den.

Scout got bored and went into her den.  I think I did not give her enough pets.

at the counter

at the counter

Meanwhile, Allan had continued mulching.

port office garden

port office garden

Nisbett Gallery garden

Nisbett Gallery garden (Allan’s photo)

buckets poised (Allan's photo)

buckets poised (Allan’s photo)

We almost forgot the drive over garden!

We almost forgot the “drive over” garden!

Rain began just as we got done.

Rain began just as we got done.’

the endless fascination of crab pots:

Port parking lot (Allan's photo)

Port parking lot, pots ready for crabbing season (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

on the way home

on the way home

Home: Skooter likes this spot right inside the front fence.

Home: Skooter likes this spot right inside the front fence.

After work, we took some flowers and food to Our Jenna (Queen La De Da) who just had shoulder surgery.


Allan made an excursion to the far north (Ocean Park) to return some unused paint to Jack’s Country Store.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The work board has undergone a big change.  No more fall clean up list.  Only the post frost clean up and two projects remain.  (Must replace KBC with Mike’s garden on post frost list!  KBC will probably take care of post frost clean up without our help.)  The “second round of bulb planting” list got accomplished in the easiest way when I made the decision to definitely not plant more bulbs at the A Frame (already planted plenty) and quite possibly no more for Long Beach or me.  (Might change if I see a good end of season deal.)


If the weather allows, we can do the Anchorage Zen Garden project on Monday, and acquire and apply a yard of mulch to various Long Beach spots this week as well.  We will then be on staycation until the very last round of work which won’t happen till either a hard frost or the approach of the Christmas holidays.

I read a lot of news in the evening and made an effort to update Discover Ilwaco with a post or two about local happenings.

My whole lovely pile of books from the library is sitting unread.  I think the ones about life in World War II England would be appropriate reading for now.

Sunday, 13 November 2016

Nothing but rain, reading news, writing these last four blog entries, and an in-person visit, tea, and good deep talk with MaryBeth.


1995 (age 71):

Nov 13:  1:00-5:15  Finally started planting bulbs.  I filled all the remaining terracotta pots with various bulbs in layers with pansies on top.  Received Van Dyck order. [This was a bulb company that may no longer be around.]  Spent several hours checking order in.

1997 (age 73):

Nov 12:  12:30-4:00  It seemed like 8 hours.  I spent all that time in the Tam area weeding, pruning, and digging up all the rocks Skyler made a path with.  I also found several more dahlia bulbs.  Some of the mums and asters are still blooming so I let them alone.  Tomorrow I want to rake up the leaves in front of Wilson’s while they are still dry.  The pile to be shredded is huge.

Nov 13:  12:00-3:00  Today I used the thing I bought some time ago that allows me to rake leaves directly into a bag.  It worked good.  I filled 10 bags full of leaves from in front of Wilsons.  It seemed like 6 or 8 hours.  I quit when I was too tired to finish.  However there will be more leaves to fall so I can finish another day.  I even wore a blister on my hand!

1998 (age 74):

Nov 12:  3 pails of apples today.  Two more trays of slices.  Then I put 7 quart jars in kettle to sterilize them.  I thought I had peeled enough by 6:00 but only filled 5 jars, wasting 2 lids.  A storm is brewing so I hope the rest of the apples fall tonight.  Tomorrow I hope to start washing the dozens of baskets and containers in the shop.

Nov 13:  Noon-6:30  All that time spent peeling enough apples to fill 6 trays and an apple crisp.  It was raining most of the day so I didn’t pick up the apples under the tree.  Overnight the wind must have caused scads of apples to fall because the ground is covered.  I think most of the good apples have fallen.

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