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Saturday, 22 August 2015

I woke to the smell of smoke in the air from the wildfires in central Washington; the wind had brought the smoke to us, and then the wind stopped and the smoke settled over us.

Our day began with the usual trip to the Ilwaco Saturday Market.

First stop, Pink Poppy Bakery, where we found Betsy buying a pie.

First stop, Pink Poppy Bakery, where we found Betsy (director of Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum) buying a pie.


the peach pie

the peach pie

I was there to buy cupcakes to take to an evening concert picnic.  Meanwhile, Allan bought some peaches.

at De Asis Farm and Produce

at De Asis Farm and Produce


our garden at the Port Office, with the hanging baskets from Basket Case Greenhouse

our garden at the Port Office, with the hanging baskets from Basket Case Greenhouse


and of course, a plug for our neighbours' business, Starvation Alley Farms.

and of course, a plug for our neighbours’ business, Starvation Alley Cranberry Farms.

We picked up the water trailer at the city yard for Allan to water the Ilwaco street trees and planters.  There was so much traffic that in order to get home, we swung up and over School Hill.  The view to the south showed the haze of smoke over Cape Disappointment, which would be our evening destination.

hazy smoky slightly eye burning atmosphere

hazy smoky slightly eye-burning atmosphere

While Allan watered Ilwaco, I watered the containers in our own garden and then worked on a blog post.  I had had a brainstorm that the lifting of the heavy battery onto the water trailer (which I had tried and failed to help Allan with) was the hardest part of using it, so I finally texted Nora’s grand daughter to ask if we could just park the trailer behind her gramma’s house.  Of course, she said yes, and now Allan can leave the battery on and charge it with a long cord.  I hope this will help protect his back.  That battery is ridiculously heavy.

the water trailer comes home to stay

the water trailer comes home to stay

So the day progressed toward an event I’d been looking forward since I heard The Winterlings play at the Music in the Gardens Tour back in July.

The Winterlings at Cape Disappointment

the closing concert of the annual summer series

the closing concert of the annual summer series


from The Winterlings Facebook page

from The Winterlings Facebook page

I had been smitten with this duo even before I heard them, based on this description of their music:

With songs as vivid as feature films, Seattle Alt-Folk duo The Winterlings take listeners on an unexpected journey through flooded barns and cedar forests, chemistry labs and ferries crossing Puget Sound.”

During the garden tour, I had not had time to stop and listen to more than two songs, although their song Long May You Live had brought tears to my eyes.  I think it is because life is feeling shorter every year and because I wish that the people I know, and writers I love, would all live such a very long time.

Garden Tour Nancy and Phil joined us at the park.  It had been Nancy’s idea to make the event a picnic.

Nancy and Phil

Nancy and Phil arrive

We found a good picnic spot at the base of a small cliff.  With half an hour to go before the show, I took a short walk to take some photos of the setting.

Our picnic spot was along this trail.

Our picnic spot was along this trail.


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo, showing the amphitheater seating


Allan's photo: gathering with Phil and Nancy

Allan’s photo: gathering with Phil and Nancy

The trail to the Cedar Circle, designed by Maya Lin, is inset with a chant by the Chinook tribe.

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 It goes on to say:

We call upon the waters that rim the earth, horizon to horizon,

that flow in our rivers and streams,

that fall on our gardens and field, and ask that they

Teach us and show us the way.

We call upon the land which grows our food,

the nurturing soil, the fertile fields,

the abundant gardens and orchards, and we ask that they

Teach us and show us the way.

 You can read the entire Chinook blessing here.

The blessing trail ends at the cedar circle.

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Maya Lin's Cedar Circle

Maya Lin’s Cedar Circle


walking back to our picnic spot

walking back to our picnic spot behind and to the north of the amphitheater

Meanwhile, Allan had gone on an exploration walk of his own.

campground road, where no campfires are allowed at all this summer.

campground road, where no campfires are allowed at all this summer.


just over a few grass-clad sand dunes: Waikiki Beach

just over a few grass-clad sand dunes: Waikiki Beach

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While we could no longer smell smoke because of a breeze that had come up, a haze still hung over the sun.

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driftwood forts

driftwood forts

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fishing off the jetty

fishing off the jetty


in the background: the concert area

way in the background toward the mid-right: the concert area


returning to the concert area

returning to the concert area


the setting (Allan's photo, looking southeast)

the setting (Allan’s photo, looking southeast)

Meanwhile, back at our picnic spot:

Nancy and her delicious pasta salad (Phil's recipe)

Nancy and her delicious pasta salad (Phil’s recipe)


vermicelli noodles, chicken, and other yumminess

vermicelli noodles, poached chicken breasts, and parsley and basil

A park ranger came around and gave each audience member a charming little lyrics book.

I love that the lyrics are this important.

I love that the lyrics are this important.

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More folks arrive from the beach.

More folks arrive from the beach.


audience (Allan's photo)

audience (Allan’s photo)

winter

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo


ocean backdrop

ocean backdrop


the hazy sun (Allan's photo)

the hazy sun (Allan’s photo)


Dave and Melissa arrive (Allan's photo)

Dave and Melissa arrive (Allan’s photo)


our picnic nook

our picnic nook


Dave and Melissa

Dave and Melissa

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sweet dog in the audience (Allan's photo)

sweet dog in the audience (Allan’s photo)


"Puppies!" said Allan. Mel and I stood up to look.

“Puppies!” said Allan. Mel and I stood up to look.

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winterlings

(Allan's photo)

(Allan’s photo)  Nancy and me in the background; Phil is sitting on the rock.


Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The Winterlings asked us all to stand up and make the letter W with our arms and then took this photo:

photo courtesy The Winterlings

photo courtesy The Winterlings


the cliff behind us (Allan's photo)

the cliff behind us (Allan’s photo)


clifftop viewers

clifftop viewers


up and up like agile monkeys

up and up like agile monkeys


Someone else's elaborate picnic (Allan's photo)

Someone else’s elaborate picnic (Allan’s photo)


foreground: our friend Christl who managed the Eric Wiegardt Gallery, and her sister

our friend Christl who manages the Eric Wiegardt Gallery, and her sister (Allan’s photo)


dessert time! Pink Poppy Bakery peach and vanilla cream cupcakes.

dessert time! Pink Poppy Bakery peach and vanilla cream cupcakes, after the Phil and Nancy pasta salad and fruit bowls brought by Mel and Dave


ocean haze and ship

ocean haze and ship


glowing sunset over the trees

glowing sunset over the trees

The Winterlings

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playing under the moon

playing under the moon

Nancy and Phil had to leave at dusk to pen up their dear chickens. The crowd dwindled after sunset because of a rising cold wind. (The Winterlings said it was the windiest concert they had ever played.)

I found it well worth staying till the end.

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Their music affects me deeply, this time especially a song called All of the Good Things. Later, at home, I got equally misty eyed watching the video of the song.

Although I want to believe in something after death, I find it hard to visualize that possibility.  I am moved when someone else does in a way that makes some sense to me.  I am thinking of someone I knew who is very ill and of all the many good things about my grandmother and of a second chance to communicate with my mother (because I now remember more good things than bad) when I read these lyrics:

All of the Good Things

We will live again
light and shining
family of friends
truth unwinding

You’ll wear the dress I made
I’ll try your wings
we will remember
all of the good things

Writing letters
prayers and wishes made
we will understand
all of it someday

But in the meantime, love,
I choose to sing
I choose to remember
all of the good things

Flowered climbing vines
blooming toward the light
you left suddenly
we were all surprised

I heard your voice today
in this old machine
it made me remember
all of the good things

Copyright Amanda Birdsall, 2008

Later, I learned from Amanda that she wrote this song as “comfort for her grandfather when his dearest lifelong friend passed away” and that the photos in the video are of her family.  That made the song even more precious to me.

This duo does play around the Seattle area and probably in Portland, too.  Do try to find them.

The Winterlings website

The Winterlings Facebook page

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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