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Tuesday, 17 April 2018

I got very little sleep because of worrying that we were both going to get sick.  With the clam festival coming up, we had much to do in Long Beach town.  There is no back up plan if we can’t do it; all of our other working gardener friends are even busier than we are.

Little dramas loom large when one is self employed.

Allan felt poorly in the morning with sniffles and a cough, and yet with the good weather, we did go to work.  It is maddening; we were so good about disinfecting our hands every time we went somewhere public, and yet…the germs got him.

If only we could have followed Skooter’s example:


(Skooter has a chin condition, a problem common with orange cats, says the vet.  My orange cat of years ago, Valene, had the same thing.)

On the way, we dropped off a book at the library (housed in the Ilwaco Community Building).

at the Ilwaco Community Building

Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’ at the community building

The community building garden needs a bit of weeding…(not shown in the photos above).

In case I end up having to go to work on the bus later this week, we went to the two least-accessible-by-bus jobs first.

The Red Barn

Because I am thinking of using a different plant for the centerpiece of the Ilwaco planters, Allan pointed out how good the Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ looks at the Red Barn.  They get less wind here.

My very good friend Rosie was at the barn.

Diane’s garden

My very good old friend Misty greeted us next door at Diane’s garden.


till the camera clicked

The septic box bulb display pleased me; we had missed some of it, of course.  After deadheading:

Muscari ‘Bling Bling’

Muscari paradoxum

I was pleased to find sweet peas just emerging along the picket fence.

The corner driveway garden needs mulching; soon, I hope. I asked Allan to take this photo, and did not get what I wanted, which is the fact that the Stipa gigantea grass is already showing flower spikes.  Oops, I should have specified.

Long Beach

Long Beach had been on the schedule for all day this coming Thursday, to get the parks and planters perfect for the Razor Clam Festival.  I was fretting about what would happen if we both got sick and could not work then.  So we did a lot of it today, which led to more fretting on my part that I was going to make Allan sicker by having him work.  I brooded about how I recently delayed one day taking Calvin to the vet, prioritizing work instead because he seemed not especially sick, and then…we know how that turned out.

We went down the six downtown blocks of street trees and planters, deadheading.  I felt reassured each time I saw Allan taking a photo, figuring it must mean he did not feel too terrible.  (He said, “It’s easier than working!”)

Allan’s planter and tree garden photos:

Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’ and Tulip ‘Silverstream’ and Tulip sylvestris

Geum ‘Mango Lassi’ and muscari

Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ in street tree garden (with tulip)

Tulip ‘China Town’ and Fritillaria meleagris

Tulip ‘Princess Irene’

AKA ‘Prinses Irene’

Tulip ‘Silverstream’

Van Engelen catalog says: A magical sport of Jewel of Spring, fragrant Silverstream ranges from creamy-yellow to deep yellow with red feathering, to red with every combination in between. But the surprise garden party doesn’t stop there: it has showy, attractive foliage with silver-white margins. (Did you know that the phenomena of marginated foliage occurs due to a lack of or insufficient pigmentation and chlorophyll in the plant cells on the outer petal edges?)

I did not think to smell the tulips nor did I notice white margins on the foliage.

street tree garden

Tulips ‘Green Wave’ and ‘Formosa’

Tulip ‘Formosa’

lower left: a tulip ‘Sensual Touch’ that went mushy with rain

My planter and tree garden photos:

Tulips that had been broken, and not by the wind.

Tulip ‘Silverstream’

As you can tell by now, I planted a big run of Silverstream through town.  I think they are too tall to choose again.  And the color variation is nice but it does not thrill me.

one of the viridiflora (green) tulips…too tired to look it up

Tulip ‘Strong Gold’ in one of the windiest planters. Short and strong.

Tulip ‘Strong Gold’

Tulip ‘Strong Gold’…would that all tulips were this tough

more Silverstream

Tulip ‘Sensual Touch’ and Tulip acuminata

Tulips ‘Sensual Touch’ and ‘Black Hero’

Tulips ‘Green Star’, sylvestris, acuminata

Tulip ‘Sensual Touch’

Tulips ‘Prinses Irene’, ‘Sensual Touch’, ‘Black Hero’

We also weeded in Fifth Street Park because…Razor Clam Festival!  Fifth Street Park needs so much more attention, and I hope we can do more later this week.  So much horsetail, so much wild garlic.  (No photos there.)

We went on to Veterans Field, which will be the central place for the clam festival.  It is not ideal to deadhead and weed four days before the festival, but needs must.

Veterans Field flag pavilion garden

The last time we were in Long Beach, Allan asked where the blue was in that arc garden.  I said the grape hyacinth along the edge.  Well, now look at what a string trimmer did:

Muscari ‘Ocean Magic’ as was

And right before the festival, when we were trying to make it perfect despite feeling poorly.  I wanted to lie down on the lawn and blub, but it would be too hard to get back up again.  Some white narcissi were also casualties along the edge.  Then I thought…Ok, maybe this is a sign that I do not have to struggle so hard and fret so darn much about making it perfect.  Maybe I can stop worrying about whether we will be able to get back to deadhead on Thursday.

Still….dang blang it!

On the way south, we deadheaded the welcome sign.

And finally, we paused at the

Shelburne Hotel

where I planted 9 more violas and two Agastache ‘Apricot Sunrise’.  I would like to have weeded more, but we had already worked four hours longer than I had originally planned and Allan was not feeling any better.  The question is, was it wiser to work today so that we can take a day off? Or did it make everything worse?  It would have been so bad if we had stayed home today and then both got sick and couldn’t do a thing before the weekend.  It would be even worse if we got even sicker.  Such woes of self employment have plagued me for the last 42 years.

three by the fig tree, the rest in front

If the gardens in Long Beach are not perfect when you attend clam festival, you now know why.  We forgot to stop at First Place Mall on the way south and deadhead the one dead narcissus that I noticed in the planter there.  I will try not to lose sleep over it.

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Friday, 15 April 2016, part two

We took an intermission from Long Beach to do the weekly check up on the Anchorage Cottages gardens.


The sweet peas are just barely up, and we need to build a trellis soon.


Tulip ‘White Parrot’


my favourite tulip, ‘Green Wave’


Tulips ‘Virichic’ and ‘Fantasy’


Tulip ‘Spring Green’


center courtyard

back to Long Beach

Allan and I planted some Nicotiana langsdorfii and weeded in Fifth Street Park.


At one point I tried to open the sliding door of that OTHER silver van.  Fortunately, it did not have an alarm.


Fifth Street Park, mostly green so far.  The little violets that I fight with look pretty along the edge right now.


Fifth Street Park with camassia

Allan went to the center parking lot berm to weed while I did the walkaround deadheading and weeding of the main street planters and street trees.  Join me as I walked down one side, up the other, and back again.


the foliage of Tulip greigii ‘Fire of Love’


T greigii ‘Fire of Love’ and T ‘Orange Princess’


Asphodeline lutea is coming on.




a new shop: auto oriented vintage


diascia that not only came through the winter but is blooming already


a busy planter, with lithodora and hardy geranium going back to volunteer planter days


Tulip ‘Strong Gold’ and Narcissus ‘Baby Moon’


The clipping of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ begins, which will result in smaller flowers and sturdier plants.

I was thrilled when Melissa (not our gardening Melissa), who owns Roots Juice, Salad, and Java Bar in Ilwaco, parked so that I could finally meet her pet pig, Prince Piggy.


Prince Piggy in person

He is as friendly as the friendliest dog, uses a litter box, snuggles, and will only get to 17 pounds.  I spent the rest of the day very much infatuated and wanting a piggy of my very own.


an unfortunate amount of Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ foliage


Tulip ‘Rococo’


Renee O’Connor obelisk


Dutch iris ‘Eye of the Tiger’ in Fifth Street Park


Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’


Tulip ‘Madonna’ and ‘Virichic’


Tulip ‘Antoinette’


Tulip ‘Antionette’ and Narcissus ‘Baby Moon’


I’m still mad that this planter by Cottage Bakery has one side totally smashed.


Tulip ‘Green Wave’ in bud by NIVA green


‘Greenland’ and ‘Green Wave’



Tulip ‘Greenland’

There is a big missing piece in the planter pictured above.  Sometime in the last week, someone stole one of the two Daphne ‘Eternal Fragrance’ and smoothed over the hole.


The planter had two daphnes, going back to volunteer days…


and now one is gone, gone gone.

Now what to do?  Either we acquire a new daphne, which is available at The Planter Box but won’t be big like the other, OR we take out the solitary one left and replant the whole planter with something new.  I will wait till after the May 1st parade to decide, I think.  A change would allow this planter to have more summer flowers.  I am pretty sure whoever stole the daphne will find that they do not transplant well and in fact I hope it up and dies on them.


darling Tulip batalinii ‘Bright Gem’


Tulip ‘White Parrot’


Tulip batalinii ‘Bright Gem’ (I think) and some unfortunate red weedy clover

As I passed NIVA green on the other side of the street, heading south again, owner/artist Heather Ramsay caught up to me and gave me a literary gift.


Thanks, Heather and Wes!

I was also pleased when Boreas Inn Susie drove by and informed me, “You rock!”


street tree garden (might be N. ‘Sun Disc’)

With all the planters done, I joined Allan at the center berm.


the three parking lot berms, bottom edge of photo, with Veterans Field to the right


Allan’s photo: It was pretty solid weeds in the berm.


He was tired.

We had decided to not pull all the clover, etc. out, as this so called berm has so little in it that it is easier to just string trim it when the annual quaking grass is done.


Allan had pulled out all the dandelions.


Allan’s photo: holes where once were dandelions


Allan’s photo: quaking oat grass and rugosa rose


Allan’s photo: still wild, but dandelion free


He had this far left to go, on another day.

If we had time, we would strip this out and plant something more interesting, something that could hold up to NO water all summer long.  However, the string trimmer will probably suffice for this berm.

When we dumped our debris, we got five buckets of Soil Energy from our City Works pile to add to a low planter on the Bolstad beach approach.




after, with a stolen santolina replaced

With the rest of our time, we added some plants to two of the planters on Sid Snyder Drive, the ones we had dug out and redone last fall.


species tulips

Some passersby were entranced with the little species tulip.


Allan’s photo

(T batalinii ‘Bright Gem’ is what I was thinking, although the other one I thought was Bright Gem has less wavy foliage so now I am feeling confused.)


I love the way they bloom at ground level.


Allan’s photo


Allan’s photo; we hope finger blighters leave this alone!

At the beginning of this long day, I had learned that Salt Hotel Pub is now open till 9PM on weekends.  That meant we would have time to go there for dinner.

Salt Pub


Allan’s photo


downstairs with some tulips from our garden


upstairs view


pleased they now have a hard cider



Allan’s photo


soup of the day: potato, green garlic, and bacon: delectable


Allan’s burger


mac and cheese and salad

We were celebrating the glorious fact that we had gotten enough work done to take a three day weekend, most of which I intended to spend weeding my own garden.

(For those of you following along on my mom’s old garden diaries, I accidentally posted her entries for April 15th on the blog for April 14th.  Oops!)

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Tuesday, 29 March 2016

I had the strongest urge to get another beach approach section done.  However, the boatyard garden was the plan for the day and I decided to stick to that.  Both are jobs that are hellish in rain or wind.  We planted some seeds at the Community Building garden first, after Allan cut back an ailing shrub hard.


Allan’s photo, before, with salal in front.  


after.  I can’t get in there, too much climbing, or I would have said “Ah, just cut it to the ground.”

boatyard garden


looking south along the two block long garden, 11:49 AM


boat coming in

We overheard some boat guys talking, while two sat and watched one work.  “How old is Steve?”  “Oh, he’s 60 or 61.”  “Still young then!”


weeding like mad

As we were finishing the long section north of the gate, I saw a woman bent over at the far end.  I had been just about to sit in the van, eat my sandwich and rest my knee.  Allan went to see what she was doing and I followed as fast as I could hobble.  This middle aged woman, also hobbling, was digging up poppy plants and bulbs out of the boat yard garden and she also had flowering bulbs she had dug up out of the Howerton Avenue gardens around the corner! By the time I limped up, Allan had told her to replant the poppies.  I pointed to the flowers in her bag and she said “Those are mine.”  That was a complete crock because I knew they were the flowers of Muscari ‘Ocean Magic’, which is growing around the corner, mail ordered and planted by us. When she lied to my face I was simply speechless and let her walk away.

I so understand plant lust.  I also remember years of poverty in my 20s, and again one year of paying off medical bills in my late 40s, when my plant budget for the entire year was $20.00.  Yes, $20.00.  And did I go swiping plants out of public gardens?  I did NOT.  The worse things I ever did was take a cutting off of a rosemary plant growing in someone’s parking strip, when I was 25!  Sometimes I get the argument “But it’s a public garden!”  And how does that translate into stealing plants for one’s own PRIVATE garden?  I have a feeling this person is local and may be a continuing problem this year, as other individuals who have moved on have been plant thief problems in past years.

I volunteered a lot of time to create the boatyard garden years ago, before it became a paid job, and nowadays we volunteer our time and expenses at the post office garden.  Public gardens are not there as a supply source for people’s owns gardens, as most of us know.


That is OUR Muscari and Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ in her bag, and a firework,  of all things!


Allan googled the firework because he thought it was a shovel handle for more efficient plant thievery.

Ironically, she had been filching plants in the area right by this sign.


I found more muscari bulbs dug up and ready to snitch in the area where her depredations had been interrupted, and that entire stretch of garden was pretty much denuded of small seedlings, so this may not have been her first foray into improving her garden.  I fear she will dig up not just poppies but something precious of which I may only have one.  I also wonder every year why, when I plant dozens of narcissi bulbs along here, I get so few flowers.  Hmmm.  Sometimes I feel sorry for people when they get busted by us, but not when they lie.

We continued weeding till we reached the south end.



Nora J coming in


looking south, after, 3:06 PM, as I began to plant sweet peas.

Our weeding job was pretty good but not perfect.  The big horsetail are sprouting up so it will need another go-over soon.  Last year, I planted a few sweet peas just as a lark when I had leftover seeds.  To my surprise, some did well, so I planted more this year, mostly Streamers mix.


boatyard sweet peas last year

While Allan dumped debris, I sat at home for ten minutes.  My mission was to make some fertilizer mix for planting.  My knee had plagued me so much at the end of the boatyard stint that I had to use my scarf to drag it into the van, like an old dead thing, so Allan had to make the fertilizer mix when he returned.

Next, we replaced some of the old tatty Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ in five of the planters, and counted how many more Erysimums we needed.


“yellow hoop petticoat” narcissi in a planter.

We had time to drive north to plant sweet peas at the Anchorage, passing the Long Beach welcome sign on the way.


welcome sign, front, with tulips just coming on


both sides


welcome sign, back

Flowers made me forget the Finger Blight incident until Allan brought it up later.

The Anchorage Cottages


Mitzu greets us (Allan’s photo)


near the office


Allan’s photo: He pruned the viburnum so it won’t hide the window box






Fritillaria meleagris (Guinea Hen flower)



Tulup sylvestris still going strong, and miniature narcissus


Tulip ‘Green Star’


Tulip ‘Green Star’


Tulip ‘Virichic’


Tulip viridiflora, not sure which one!


maybe older Virichic come back from last year?


a fringed tulip from a few years back


fringed tulip


Tulip ‘Gavota’


Tulip ‘Strong Gold’


flowering currant

On the way back to Ilwaco, we paused at a planter so Allan could take a couple of photos for me.


Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’ spread into a large patch


Tulip bakeri ‘Lilac Wonder’


The sign goes back to volunteer days.

The four planters I did as a volunteer almost 20 years ago caught the attention of then-city manager Nabiel Shawa (“Magnificent!” he said), who suggested we be hired as city gardeners.

Allan and I decided to have dinner out, again…and along Howerton Ave, I photographed my special Muscari that had been getting filched from earlier today.


Muscari ‘Ocean Magic’


If several passersby each decided to dig up a bulb, there’d be none left.  Fortunately, most don’t.

We soothed our nerves at

Salt Hotel Pub.




our view


more view


evening light, Saddle Mountain way across the Columbia River


Allan’s photo



Allan’s photo


delicious tuna melt

One fun thing about the Salt sandwiches is that you get three “halves”.

The work board is getting back to focusing on the beach approach.


One of these days we have to get to the back corner of Coulter Park.

There are no entries from my mom’s old garden diaries to correspond with today.

The thought that tonight is the premiere of the new Deadliest Catch season kept me going through some painful moments today, and now it is time to watch!


from a Deadliest Catch ad by Peter Jaworowski: makes our job look easy

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Tuesday, 22 April 2014

Oh, the accursed cold wind…We headed out optimistically with some plants in the van, thinking to get all the way to Klipsan Beach Cottages and then pick up a load of soil for where the pampas grass had been removed, by backhoe, at the entrance to The Anchorage Cottages.  First we went through Long Beach so I could take a couple of photos to show to the powers that be at Ilwaco City Hall.

Long Beach hole in the ground with quick connect hose

Long Beach hole in the ground with quick connect hose

The Ilwaco planters are still in play, it seems, and we may still be making a proposal. When the city put the job out for propsals,  and we initially decided not to propose, we were at first sad, then hugely relieved and even jubilant to no longer be facing four months of bucket watering.  We realized that we, and that means mostly Allan last year, have been carrying 20 five gallon buckets of water every third and sometimes every second day.  That comes to about 670 lbs of water per watering session (assuming about a gallon spills as he wrestles the bucket out of our utility trailer).

We probably would have continued watering the planters by bucket until we keeled over with buckets in hand.  But now we have been forced to think about the job and we realized we don’t want to do that anymore.  We are trying to find a solution because some locals really want us to do the job.

One year we did try to use a water pump truck.  Even with a powerful battery and a powerful pump, it took an extra 45 minutes to water each time, because of the time spent coiling and uncoiling hoses and waiting for water to come out of the hose.  We did not have 45 extra minutes to spare so we went back to the quicker method of using buckets.

We were chatting with Long Beach administrator Gene Miles about how hard it is to bucket water and he said “Why doesn’t the city put faucets in the ground with quick connects?”  What a concept!  We have a few of those in Long Beach, as shown in the photo above.  We realized how wonderful it would be for us, or for whoever had the job, to have a faucet available at each intersection to which a hose could be hooked up to water four planters and four trees.  If the hose did not reach to a planter in the middle of the block, it would be easy to fill a watering can and walk half a block to the planter.  We realized that we are quite simply through with bucket watering.  I’m almost 60 and Allan is 61; this bucket watering thing has got to end because it is physically the hardest and most exhausting and dreaded part of our work week.  We are hoping that our town decides it will be possible to install such an arrangement at each intersection (four in all) and if they do, the planter job will be easier for anyone to do.

With that photo mission accomplished, we swung by The Anchorage to make sure the pampas grass had indeed been removed.  And they had.

Anchorage Cottages: It's a short walk through beach pines and dunes to the beach.

Anchorage Cottages: It’s a short walk through beach pines and dunes to the beach.

The grasses were in the entry bed just where the drive curves, left of the pointer.

The grasses were in the entry bed just where the drive curves, left of the pointer.

The pampas grasses as they were...from the Anchorage Cottages website

The pampas grasses as they were…from the Anchorage Cottages website

In the past year, the work crew at the Anchorage have cut down the plumes just before their peak, because the fluff, blown by the wind, gets into all sorts of ventilation grates on the cottages and sticks to everything.  I said, if you are not going to let them bloom, which is the only good thing about them, get rid of them!

The weeds left behind were more extensive than I had imagined, a veritable lawn in places.

The pampas grass had hidden quite a mess.

The pampas grass had hidden quite a mess.

I realized immediately that there would be no Klipsan Beach Cottages gardening that day and we began to weed.  The white flowered Escallonia iveyi shrubs looked beaten up by our cold winter with lots of dead twigs so we cut them way back to where there is nice firm new growth at the base.

escallonia before pruning

escallonia before pruning

waiting out a squall in the van, looking west toward beach pines and dunes

waiting out a squall in the van, looking west toward beach pines

With the weeding done, we went to The Basket Case to get a few lavenders and armeria (sea thrift) for the Long Beach planters. I thought we would have time to do some planting in the very late afternoon.  The annuals greenhouse is full of luscious plants that we will not start planting till around Mother’s Day, my magical date for the weather being, one hopes, warmer and the high winds being over.  (This theory has not always worked as we have had some high wind after Mother’s Day that has been mighty hard on little cosmos.)

Basket Case annuals house

Basket Case annuals house

next door to The Basket Case, a stunning double file viburnum

next door to The Basket Case, a stunning double file viburnum

Just up the road was our next destination, Peninsula Landscape Supply.

Peninsula Landscape Supply

Peninsula Landscape Supply

We offloaded the escallonia debris....

Allan offloaded the escallonia debris….

The debris pile will be ground up and turned into this sort of aged mulch.

The debris pile will be ground up and turned into this sort of aged mulch.

And then we got a yard of Soil Energy.

And then we got a yard of Soil Energy.

I thought about our next acquisition which will be a load of pea gravel to top off the recently weeded garden at the 42nd Street Café.

an hour of gravel shifting looms in our future...

an hour of gravel shifting looms in our future…

back we go, west on Pioneer Road, past the Cranberry Research Station to the Anchorage

back we go, west on Pioneer Road, past the Cranberry Research Station to the Anchorage

I had seen a scrim of weeds along one of the garden beds at The Anchorage so I set to work on that.  Allan was able to park right next to the former pampas grass bed so the offloading of the lightweight soil energy was fairly easy. (By the way, we have never chosen to plant a pampas grass anywhere; these were old plants from before our time.)

Anchorage center courtyard; imagine a strong, cold, miserable wind blowing.

Anchorage center courtyard; imagine a strong, cold, miserable wind blowing.

Many of the tulips had held up to the weather.

Tulip 'Virichic'

Tulip ‘Virichic’

more tulips in the center courtyard

more tulips in the center courtyard

late tulips still coming on

late tulips still coming on

I'm concerned that the larger shrubs in the courtyard have had a hard winter...and may be as tired of the wind as I am.

I’m concerned that the larger shrubs in the courtyard have had a hard winter…and may be as tired of the wind as I am.

Erysimum 'Bowles Mauve' in the courtyard.

Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ in the courtyard.

We still have not found time to prune down the Viburnums by the office...They have to be kept below the window boxes, and the top leaves look battered by winter.

We still have not found time to prune down the Viburnums by the office…They have to be kept below the window boxes, and the leaves look battered by winter.

by the office, Tulips 'Jackpot ' and 'Rococo'

by the office, Tulips ‘Jackpot ‘ and ‘Rococo’

'Irene' and 'China Town' are a colour clash that I did not intend.

‘Irene’ and ‘China Town’ are a colour clash that I did not intend.

Strong Gold is going on for weeks...almost over now.

Strong Gold is going on for weeks…almost over now.

Parrot Tulip 'Green Wave' in bud, one of my favourites

Parrot Tulip ‘Green Wave’ in bud, one of my favourites

Parrot Tulip 'Rococo' just barely hanging on

Parrot Tulip ‘Rococo’ just barely hanging on

I have noted that the peony flowering tulips, like Angelique and Sensual Touch, tend to molder away in the rain.  Despite their similar frilliness, the parrot tulips do beautifully and last a long time and look wonderful even as they shatter.

The birdbath by the office.

the birdbath by the office

Behind the birdbath I saw some weedy grass.  The wind had me chilled and miserable and I had decided I could not even stand to plant anything in Long Beach.  Maybe the rosemary by the police station.  Maybe a couple of lavenders?  I just wanted to be home with a nice hot cuppa tea.

not today...

not today…

As we raked out the soil energy mulch and packed up our gear, the wind got worse and the sky looked ominously dark.

today's project, after

today’s project, after

done just in time...

done just in time…

and then the rain came

and then the rain came

I tried to check Dark Sky (a weather app) and was told where we were….

in the middle of nowhere!

in the middle of nowhere!

a few blocks closer to town....

a few blocks closer to town….

and at 642.weather.com, I saw the wind had been 27 mph at their Sandridge Road weather station, inland so usually less windy.

and at 642.weather.com, I saw the wind had been 27 mph at their Sandridge Road weather station, inland so usually less windy.

We drove down First Avenue in Ilwaco, scouting for gravelly or grassy spots at the four intersections where maybe the city could put in water faucets for the planter watering.

dark skies at the Ilwaco boatyard

dark skies at the Ilwaco boatyard

The plants in the van would have to just go for a ride and wait for better weather.  At home, it became clear we had made the right decision to stop working.

I had hoped that Anchorage would only need half of the soil energy mulch so that I could put some onto the pile next to Nora’s driveway, for planting some veg there later.  The Anchorage had needed the entire yard and I was awfully glad to have none left to offload in the rain.

from my southeast window, this project will have to wait.

from my southeast window, this project will have to wait.

Nora's bluebells

Nora’s bluebells

reflected in the wet driveway

reflected in the wet driveway

rain to the south

rain to the south

Allan worked on his rechargeable electric chainsaw...in the kitchen sink.

Allan cleaned his rechargeable chainsaw…in the kitchen sink.

A dramatic downpour turned Nora’s driveway into a river.


battered the south windows...

battered the south windows…

east window

east window

Later I saw that the tulips in my garden boat had turned to face me.

Later I saw that the tulips in my garden boat had turned to face me.

beautiful in disarray

beautiful in disarray

I had plenty of time to create the long and involved blog entry about visiting Stephen and John’s garden on the previous day.   My ear panged with a sharp intermittent ache, I hoped just from the cold wind as I do not have time to be sick.  And then we watched some telly that I had been longing to see:  the season premiere of The Deadliest Catch.  I’d been thinking all day that I needed a refresher in how hard crabbers work insanely long hours in the worst weather.  When out in the wind, or worse yet wind and rain (which we try to avoid but there are gardening emergencies related to upcoming tourism events), I repeat to myself, “It could be worse; I could be crab fishing on the Bering Sea.”

my inspiration

my inspiration







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