Posts Tagged ‘World Kite Museum’

Thursday, 16 August

Before work, I picked and delivered a bouquet to Queen La De Da for a bridal shower that she was hosting.  Allan photographed it for me.

Queen La De Da’s gallery and event center

At the post office, I asked him to photograph the planter; the deer are finally leaving the little rose alone.

Still before work, we visited the South Pacific County Humane Society to make a contribution in honor of our friend Larry, spouse of Diane whose garden we care for.  Allan photographed some cats.  I do long for a satisfactory lap cat.

The shelter had a large crop of kittens.

Long Beach

Sometimes toward the end of the day at this time of year, I find myself saying a little chant, especially while dragging hoses, in a high pitched monotone: “Help me helpme helpme helpme heeeelp me.” Today, it started at the beginning of watering Long Beach and that is when I knew that summer burn out had hit hard.  While I still do love my job, certain factors are wearing by now: hose-rassling, navigating around crowds, dragging heavy hoses (not in Long Beach, fortunately), and loud cars booming music with misogynist lyrics (in Long Beach, unfortunately).

While watering, I finished the August planter reference post, and that will appear tomorrow, mostly for my interest.

I noticed a chrysanthemum blooming in the planter by NIVA green and thought it was way too early and that I should have given it the Chelsea chop.

When I headed down the other side of the street, I saw that Dennis Company is already selling chrysanthemum plants—so I guess it is just right.

chrysanthemums for sale already

I still love Oregano ‘Hopley’s Purple’ so much. What a doer!

Origanum ‘Hopley’s Purple’

The planter in front of Stormin’ Norman’s needs a dig out.  That darn wire plant, that I thought was a house plant when I planted it and then it took over, is trying to take over again.  We should have dug out ALL the soil instead of hoping we could control the starts from bits of root left behind in our clean out two years ago.

It is creeping everywhere.

I only had to ask one person to move off a bench for watering today.  I was glad I had already done the Funland planter before a large crowd appeared.

We watered the Sid Snyder planters. I should do a reference post for the beach approach planters.  Allan parked by Adrift distillery, owned by the Adrift Hotel, whose owners are our clients now at the Shelburne.

planters at the distillery (Allan’s photo)

World Kite Museum

We checked up on the kite museum garden because kite festival starts next Monday.

Allan’s photo

The Shelburne Hotel

We planted one more daylily from my garden, making room for it by moving a sad rodgersia to a spot where I hope it will be happier.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo: must get a bag of compost to make this daylily patch look better.

We weeded, deadheaded, and watered thoroughly, hoping it will last well till Monday.

The garden looks different now because I cut back all the Nicotiana ‘Fragrant Cloud’ to new growth halfway down. They were tired and had no no blooms to offer up high.

looking south, no more cloud of white

looking north, the tall non blooming cosmos is most irksome!

not one flower bud on most of the Cosmos ‘Sensation’

Cutting seed pods off of the many sweet peas takes a long time now.

I am happy in this garden and never sing the help me song here….not even when I see the horrors of houttuynia in this back yard shady bed, waiting a fall clean out.


I wish I had time to work on this bed more during the summer.

We remembered to clip a dead blackberry cane from the  next door yard off of the totem’s beak.

so glad this bed does not have the houttuynia

Brown Turkey fig tree has figs!

I got to pet a good rescued dog named Buster Brown.

Allan’s photo

When his person began to have dinner, Buster was all attention.

I wanted so very much to stay for dinner, too, but we had another couple of hours of our watering ritual.


Allan watered the trees and planters, while I watered the boatyard garden.

The Pennisetum macrourum is coming back strong and will need another big pull out this fall.

I saw a boat name that spoke to me.  This is my dream, too:

Autumn Dream

Autumn, when we can stop watering and when the Pacific Breeze blows all the wildfire smoke away.

I walked home and saw just one of the Main Street cats.

I went out of the way to deadhead our volunteer garden at the fire station.  Allan would water it last.

ornamental corn—will it make an ear?

I am so looking forward to our three day weekend—but first (tomorrow), the Planter Reference Post.





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Tuesday, 6 March 2018

Calvin was sunbathing on the bed, showing how much brown is in a black cat’s fur.

A blue blanket showed off Frosty’s pretty blue eyes.

Speaking of snoozing and blue blankets, here is a guest photo of Todd’s dog, Ansel.

The J’s garden

We had an accounting appointment in the middle of the day, so we started at J’s garden across the street from our house, a job we could easily leave and come back to later.

While Allan was fetching the lawn mower for the tiny lawn in the J’s back yard, Ed and Jackson Strange (Strange Landscaping) stopped by on their way to a much bigger mowing job.  Ed was on his way to mow around a garden we created and used to care for by the pale green house at the far right of this photo:

Jackson and Ed

After some schmoozing with Ed and some smooching for Jackson (not Ed, who is the one on the right), we all got back to work.

At J’s, I got locked into the back garden behind the new gate.  Allan had a bit of a hard time getting the latch open.  From now on we will be sure to prop it with a heavy bucket while we are working back there.  It led to some excitement about getting to our new accountant on time (our former one, in Ilwaco, has retired.)  We were only two minutes late, thank goodness, because we did want to make a good first impression.  Because her office is almost to Surfside, we took the opportunity to drive further north and east and tour The Oysterville Garden, which will be tomorrow’s post.

We did not get back to J’s till an hour before dusk, so the befores and afters, taken by Allan, have a different light:





before: shotweed


after, with sword ferns trimmed

sword fern fronds to go across the street to our compost bins

just after sunset

Long Beach

Prior to returning to J’s, we went to the Sid Snyder beach approach to tidy the planters there, AND did the spring clean up on the tiny flower garden at the World Kite Museum.  We had a look at a few of the street tree and planter narcissi downtown.

I love narcissi with reflexed petals and long trumpets.

My favourites are the ones with tiny cups.

I like them all (except for the split cup ones, which look messy to me); they are my favourite flower.

also plenty of crocuses

Allan’s photo

On the beach approach, we clipped santolinas so that they will remain in a silver mound.  Allan’s photos:



the westernmost planter, before

The gazanias came through the winter.


At the World Kite Museum, Patty came out to chat.

not much going on in this garden yet

As of midsummer, the hebes that were on the right (above) are gone, and I wonder if that will make this little bed less rooty, or it the roots were all from escallonia on the left (above, and on the right below) creeping in for better nourishment.

At home, after finishing J’s, we were able to erase two tasks from the work list, so I tightened up the spring clean up section.


Over the last month, despite being preoccupied with blogging about reading from years before, I did manage to read three books.  I already mentioned this one:

And I may have mentioned this one which, of the three, if you only have time for one, is a must read for white Americans.  I say white Americans because I don’t think black Americans should have to re-traumatize over this horrible history. The book smashes the myth that Rosa Parks was just a quiet lady with sore feet; she was a firebrand!  This is the most historically groundbreaking book I have read in a long time.

This evening, I finished the third book.  It is essential reading:

I  now have a new stack of library books, all pretty much light reading, and during work season that is sometimes all I have a mind for.

I am quite concerned that I have so many books out of the library right now!

The black book to the right is an autobiography by Nina Bawden.  79 Squares is a re-read inspired by my book posts.  The Bookstore Mouse was recommended by Roxanne, who co-owns the Basket Case Greenhouse.

Dawn Powell (upper left) might have to go back till next winter; I have renewed her three times.  I have already started Ian Whitcomb’s novel, Lotusland (lower right).  The Private I is edited by Molly Peacock, who wrote the wonderful The Paper Garden that I recently read.

When will I find the time, especially since I am still obsessed with the blog posts about old reading and still have five years of books to do!?

AND the books poured in that I ordered while writing the book posts.

These are not all re-reads, some were new to me books that I found while adding books to my Goodreads list of books I’ve read.  The rarest came all the way from the UK and is called Nonie; it is a biography of Lenora Mattingly Weber, who wrote the middle-American midcentury Beany Malone series.

Please bring on some rainy days.

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Wednesday, 25 October 2017

As we prepared to leave for work, a drizzle began, turning to light rain.  We decided to reverse the polarity of the neutron flow, slingshot around the sun, and do the day in reverse order, with errands and socializing first.

We did make one gardening stop in Long Beach, just a friendly gesture of delivering two free clumps of Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ to the red tattoo cottage.  The owner had asked me what I would recommend to put in front of his shop in two little beds, where he had planted lady’s mantle.  I said I have a wealth of Sedum AJ and could give him a couple of clumps, so we did.

He did not quite have the proper planting tools.

So we quickly did the planting, putting two lady’s mantle on the outside of each bed with the Sedum in the middle.  We managed to do it quickly enough to not get drenched.

I was promised that he would fix me up with a tattoo anytime I am ready. I’m not a tattoo type of gal, and that would be way too generous for a couple of common Sedum AJ.

The Planter Box

I had realized that my new bulbs did not include any Iris reticulata, which would be ideal for Diane’s septic box garden, and I was pleased that Planter Box’s good selection of bulbs included just what I needed.

We bought one more pumpkin for Halloween decor, a pale one that will make a good head atop our front garden tuteur.

Planter Box has lots of pumpkins and gourds.

This one is called Bloody Eyeball. Or something like that.

Also, beautiful metal pumpkin luminaries

An artist’s cottage

We next went to the cottage in north Ocean Park of a friend who is moving to Mexico.  Michele was the host of the political postcard parties earlier this year.  Now her studio is being set up for a final garage sale, and her cottage inside is dismantled, with most of her possessions sold or given away.

fireplace with Spanish book

She built the cottage herself and did all the beautiful tile door frames and faux shutters.

back porch

Allan’s photo

Michele’s garden (Allan’s photo)

Inside, we admired the art pieces still on the walls.

one of Michele’s early scratchboard paintings, the one that she is keeping

Michele had invited us in order to give us one of her paintings.  I chose this one of garlic.

Some art that she found and liked because her name was spelled right

I bought two old watering cans and two mosaic plates (for our Great Wall of China) at her garage sale, and enjoyed the look of this pig mixer.

Even though the rain had not slowed much (despite my optimism), we decided to follow through with planting the KBC bulbs because we were all the way up at the north end.

Klipsan Beach Cottages

water pouring from garage gutter

It helped that I was able to set up the bulbs in the garage and then go out and place them where I wanted them planted.

a dry work station (Allan’s photo)

tulips set up in pots (Allan’s photo)

I tried to keep the bags dry enough to reuse next year.

placing narcissi outside the deer fence

Bella staying dry in the basement (Allan’s photo)

Mary had cleared out the driveway garden since we had last visited.

After we planted tulips in containers in the fenced garden and narcissi here and there, along with a small bit of garden clean up, I took some photos in the drizzle.  Mr. Tootlepedal would describe the weather as dreich.

rainy day rose

pots planted with tulips

in the fenced garden

birdbath view


looking east over the upper fenced garden

the dog memorial garden (Misty and Debbie, the Great Pyrenees mother and daughter, and good black lab Raven are buried here.)

Hydrangea ‘Izu No Hana’

Even though the rain continued, I wanted to get more bulbing done, and we agreed that we would plant a smallish batch in the World Kite Museum in

Long Beach.

kite museum garden

Allan’s photo

Patty popped out to see what we were up to. (Allan’s photo)

The wind had picked up and the rainy work was more miserable than it had been at the more sheltered KBC.

bringing some Narcissus ‘Minnow’ for the blue pots

adding a bit of soil to each pot after planting some narcissi

We found a rock.

Wanting the satisfaction of another empty bulb crate, we went on to pull cosmos and plant bulbs in the corner garden of Veterans Field.

one of the parking lot berms with fall colour

Veterans Field before planting white narcissi, some white crocus, and some Allium nigrum:

and after pulling cosmos and planting bulbs:

Gaura lindheimeri ‘Whirling Butterflies’ still blooming

At home, I was able to erase some bulbing from the work board…

…and was then inspired to start writing the fall clean up list, although most of that must wait till we have had a good frost.

After writing a couple of blog posts, we had a pleasant late evening of dinner with telly.




































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Wednesday, 9 August 2017

We checked on the J’s hydrangeas across the street.  I admired my sweet peas on the fence, one of only three sweet pea successes for me this year.  (The others are the Ilwaco boatyard garden and the Anchorage Cottages.)


J’s sweet peas


inside the fence

We watered at the Depot Restaurant and I completely forgot to take a photo. I think that’s a first.  I blame thinking too much about my sore heel.  The lilies still looked fine and the Persicaria ‘Firetail’ was in full bloom.

On the way to the Red Barn, I got a photo that I’d wanted last week of an attractive Seaview garden corner.



As you can see, we had lovely, cool, grey weather.  If some of the greyness was from smoke, it did not smell of smoke our make our eyes burn.

The Red Barn

Allan watered and deadheaded and photographed.


Red Barn garden






Diane’s garden

I deadheaded and fertilized the containers and tidied the corner garden.

I finally decided the fireweed (known in the UK as rosebay willowherb) had to be pulled from alongside the road, before it goes to seed throughout the garden.





The cloud of blue is the best Perovskia (Russian Sage) I’ve ever grown and it comes back every year with increased vigor.


Holly was on the porch.


Stargazer lilies blooming in the container garden

Klipsan Beach Cottages

We did the usual tidying.


looking in the east gate


in the fenced garden (under the Tetrapanax ‘Steroidal Giant’)


looking up from the bench


Here you can see the bench under the Tetrapanax





lilies and veronicastrum


Persicaria ‘Golden Arrow’


This lily has been blooming for three weeks.


Cosmos ‘Seashells’

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Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ (Allan’s photo)


Allan saw a mother and kit raccoon outside the fence at the woodsy end of the garden.  They hissed.


Allan’s photo

Long Beach

We headed south to Long Beach and got a head start on tomorrow (Long Beach day again) by weeding Veterans Field gardens.


flag pavilion garden with Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies’



blue provided by eryngiums (Allan’s photo)

I was pleased when the woman from across the street walked by and said how much she likes the little corner garden.  I had been thinking it still looked pretty tatty after the front of it was run through by someone (human or dog) much earlier this season.



‘Jackmans Blue’ rue, eryngiums, drumstick alliums in the corner garden (Allan’s photo)

We watered the Sid Snyder planters.  The folks at one of the two horse ride establishments said to me, “You’re the only one we’ve ever seen watering these planters.”   Yep, I said, it is only me (or Allan.)


Horses and dogs were done for the day and being loaded into their truck and trailer.


the westernmost planter (Allan’s photo)


We checked on the kite museum garden.


Patty said they had been getting lots of compliments on the new look.

Here is a before photo, showing it looking pretty tidy because we had just string trimmed it.  The hedge to the left was made of tatty old hebes.  Ed Strange (Strange Landscaping) did the river rock work.




Ilwaco Boatyard Garden

We finished with what I thought would be a short session but turned out to be about an hour and a half of weeding at the boatyard.  As the annual poppies get removed, the garden is looking more architectural.


looking south


looking north


stems of Stipa gigantea (Allan’s photo)


flowers of Stipa gigantea (Allan’s photo)


must have more lilies next year

If there is a next year for gardens….I have been trying to appreciate every flower and garden moment more than ever with the possibility lurking of a nuclear winter, thanks to the blustering uncontrolled president…of this country.


boat work (Allan’s photo)


cute boatyard dog (Allan’s photo)


a sleek metal boat with headlights


local fisherman and his very good friend Ernie

When I got home, I was pleased to find Smokey and Calvin snoozing together again.


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Thursday, 27 July 2017

My sore heel had felt so much better yesterday with my new shoes and Superfeet inserts that I started today with high hopes.

Before we left home, I saw a woman looking over our fence and heard Allan chatting with her while he hooked up the trailer.  I went outside and invited her and her cute dog to tour the back garden.  My foot felt pretty good walking around on the soft grass.


tour guest Lacy (Allan’s photo)


Cleo and Lacy (Allan’s photo)



by the bogsy woods; I was saying how this used to be river bank.

After that pleasant beginning to the day, we were off to water Long Beach and Ilwaco, with an extra planting job thrown in.

We visited the Freedom Market marijuana shop to find out if the manager knew why all our perennials were gone from the garden.  She had not told anyone to work out there at all!  I told her I will try planting again in the fall, and this time will watch the plants closely.  Any theft, if I can pinpoint the day it happens, can be checked on the security cameras.  It would be awesome to find out whodunnit.

Long Beach

We usually do not water the welcome sign because it has a soaker hose that is always slightly on in dry weather.  (That’s not perfect for avoiding root rot and mildew.)  We give it a weekly grooming and deadheading before the weekend.


welcome sign, front

Before watering the planters, we weeded and groomed the Veterans Field gardens.


flag pavilion and arc garden

The flag pavilion garden was admired by someone last week while Allan was weeding it. He pointed out how it is red, white and blue without having red geraniums.  I think some people would prefer red geraniums and a tidier look.  That’s just not in me.


red Salvia ‘Hot Lips’ and red geum and ‘Crimson Pygmy barberries, white Gaura ‘Whirling Butterflies’ and California poppies, blue assorted Eryngiums and Salvia patens and Salvia ‘May Night’.  I wished when I saw this photo that I had cut back the gaura that is flopping onto the lawn.

Then came the planter watering, with Allan walking south and me walking north.


Allan added a spare cosmos and a penstemon to the Abbracci tree garden…


…and picked up a bucket of coffee grounds for our compost.


tigridias (Allan’s photos)


My first planter was the big one in Lewis and Clark Square, where I enjoyed the different colours of agastaches.








pink and blue

The planter in front of the police station continues to be vandalized.



Looking across at the Stormin’ Norman planter.


Salvia viridis (painted sage) is finally looking showy.

My heel felt pretty great with the Superfeet insoles, until, after watering for just one block, my little toe on that foot started to scream.  I looked at it and saw a bright red sad toe with a blister about to form.  (Why do I tell you this? Because it’s part of a tale of being a jobbing gardener.)  I bought some vaseline at the pharmacy to soothe it, and then I had to remove the Superfeet insert to make my foot ride lower in the New Balance shoe.  This made me so sad, because my heel immediately hurt like fury although my toe was immediately content again (stopped screaming, just ached mildly).  I did the rest of the watering shuffling with my heel slightly raised.  It was depressing and confounding and had me flummoxed about what to do next.

Our friend Ed Strange stopped by regarding our project of planting up six pots at the kite museum.  He had offered to place the pots and the pavers they will sit on and wanted me to accompany him to decide on where the pots should go.  I looked at his tall truck and said “I can’t get into that!” so sent him to get Allan to help instead.

I’d had a plant casualty by clipping an eryngium and two catananche stems by accident in Veterans Field.  I briefly popped into NIVA green to give them to Heather.

This cat on a bag looks exactly like our Calvin, who has food anxiety because of his first seven years of not being regularly fed.



northernmost planter intersection


Coulter Park


golden oregano needs its sunburnt tips trimmed off….not today.


Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and Origanum laevigatum ‘Hopley′s Purple’

A happy thing: Many columbines were easy to pull today out of a planter infested with them.


bucket full of ugly columbines.  Had to be hauled for a block to a garbage can.

Meanwhile, Allan was at the kite museum with Ed:


getting into Ed’s truck with Jackson





Ed also enlisted ideas from some of the museum volunteers.


Ed and Allan went to museum staffer Patty’s house to fetch the heavy pots.

Unfortunately for us, Ed had other jobs to do so did not have time to help dig in the pavers to the river rock hardscape he had installed.  Allan got back to watering.  We met up in Fifth Street Park.


Allan’s photo


sanguisorba and Dorothy Perkins rose (Allan’s photo)

We discussed whether we had time to have lunch at Captain Bob’s Chowder.  It was irresistible.


delicious crab rolls


Allan’s photo

We then checked the planters on the Bolstad beach approach.  They are so dry! A city crew member waters them with the water truck once a week but it is not enough.  I have said as of a year ago that Allan and I are no longer able to haul and apply over 800 pounds of water out there in buckets.  We are in our 60s, after all, and plagued with assorted gardener related physical problems.

I was furious to find plants stolen yet again out of the Lisa Bonney planter.


You would think this sign would discourage thieves.


But again, plants have been stolen from the corner.

I watered three of the planters on the Sid Snyder approach and then joined Allan, who was placing the pavers into the river rock.  The day was slipping away fast considering we still had Ilwaco watering to do.


They had to be dug in or the pots would be all cattywampus. (Allan’s photo)


job in progress (Allan’s photo)


burbling the plants


a stem that broke off one of the pretty Origanum ‘Amethyst Falls’ (Allan’s photo)


watering and washing down the pavement


The plants I used are not necessarily ones I would choose long term for this windy and semi shady spot.  Basically, I chose what I could find that still looks good for purchase in late July!  Next year, I will probably use brighter colors.

We finished watering the last four planters on the Sid Snyder approach (which runs to the beach past the kite museum) and then still had Ilwaco to water.


There was lots of Erysimum ‘Bowles Mauve’ deadheading to do in the planters, so I walked very slowly with no right heel touching for four blocks to do so.  It’s time consuming and Allan does not have time for thorough tidying while watering.


a small but noisy sidewalk convention.


I love fun little alliums in the planters.  Unfortunately, all but about three through the whole array had been picked.

I found three Erysimums that are so sad they need replacing.  Note to self: Do not get sentimental when they look sort of ok in May.  Put in new ones! Old ones will not last the summer!  Fortunately, I had three little new ones on my ladies in waiting table at home just for this eventuality.

It takes Allan an hour and half minimum to water the Ilwaco street trees and planters.  My plan was to finish out my time weeding and deadheading at the boatyard.  But oh, my foot hurt so bad.  I had tried putting the comfy insert back in and found it made my little toe start screeching within a minute.  I wanted badly to have Allan just drive me home.  What kept me there was the fact that he had unhooked and parked the work trailer for my weeds and I did not want him to have wasted his time.  So I persisted.


looking south from the end of the boatyard with the trailer in the distance


daisies and lilies


daises and sweet peas.  When the center of this form of Shasta daisy starts to get brownish, it is time to deadhead it.


more sweet pea success


intensely fragrant lily

I will plant more lilies here for next year.  They are not all getting picked, nor are the deer eating them!


using verbascum as a cane to step down into the garden


more sweet pea success

I worried over how dry the boatyard garden is even though Allan watered it Monday.  Later, he said he would water it again this weekend.

I was so glad when he arrived at the boatyard at nine PM.  It had been a nine and a half hour day.  When we got home, I took my sock off and looked at my bright red toe and burst into tears (alone; Allan was unhooking the trailer).  “My toe hurts and I hate feet!” I wailed.  (I have a thing: I hate having my feet touched. And I find that toes look kind of strange at the best of times.). I embarrassed myself. It’s not cancer, ALS, or other dreaded diseases that take people away. It’s just a dang toe.

Now I have three days off.  I do not intend to spend the whole weekend nursing my foot.  My garden needs some serious attention.  Its soft grass and soil will be nicer to work on than the hard pavements of all of our jobs.

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Wednesday, 24 May 2017

The Depot Restaurant

I had noticed how low the east garden bed was and remembered (amazing!) to bring some soil for it.




Allan’s photo


Basket Case Roxanne had done the north side planting!

I texted Chef Michael to be sure to start the sprinkler system, a very sophisticated system of spouters that relies on his turning it on and off manually at the faucet.  It doesn’t reach the expanded north side garden so we have to hose water that at least once a week from now on.

World Kite Museum

We returned to where I’d wimped out from the cold wind yesterday evening.


Patty came out to discuss some plant for the garden area.  (Allan’s photo)




planted up the pocket garden


That bit of front lawn and those hebes are going to be hoiked out soon, and river rock put in (not by us),  with a stepping stone for accessing the pocket garden.  

We put in one Geranium ‘Rozanne’ at the Long Beach welcome sign and then drove north to…

The Basket Case Greenhouse

I needed a very few small plants for the Red Barn and Long Beach.  We still had a van load of cosmos that we had to get planted today in order to have an empty van to hold more cosmos from The Planter Box, later in the day.  We were already running late by an hour in my desired schedule.


my new friend Penny


Guess who got a very hurried but really thorough belly rub?


darling Penny (Allan’s photo)

If Penny were my dog, I wouldn’t be blogging right now, I’d be communing with her.


a lovely new (to me) heuchera, ‘Sweet Tea’

I collect heucheras, and it is a mark of how tired I was that I did not even look at the tag and snag this one.  Running late with so much to do (because it always takes longer to plant than I hope it will) was stressful.  I was trying to hold onto my new philosophy of don’t panic, just keep doggedly and calmly plugging along.


In the parking lot, someone (not likely to be a blog reader) wanted to pull me aside to have a conversation, despite my saying rather desperately, “It will have to be brief, we are running late!” I was lured by the thought that it must be something about gardening, which might be helpful or educational or even a job I could pass on to Sea Star Gardening.

Conversations about gardening happen daily with passersby and are part of our public relations, especially with tourists.  But this conversation blindsided me by being a personal matter, and not an easy one to solve in a couple of minutes.   No!  Please, thought I, please don’t expect a deep conversation during Annuals Planting Hell! I did my best to communicate under pressure, and my best was far from adequate to the other person’s needs.  I was left baffled and unsuccessful socially, as per usual. This cast a pall over the next half hour but I soon met up with a canine cure.

(The other result was that later in the day I realized I had been so distracted that I did NOT get the trailies I needed for the Veterans Field planters; they will remain bare of trailies till after Memorial Day.  A small matter that no one but me will notice and that bothers my sense of perfection.)


some stuff for me, some for LB, but not all that I had meant to choose…with Roxanne

The Red Barn

I planted and weeded under a cloud from the recent fraught encounter.


horsey hood ornament


The tough, gravelly small garden got some red Phygelius from my garden (where I regret planting it because it is so vigorous). And some coreopsis to complete the barrels.

Diane’s garden

Here comes the canine cure! Diane’s new puppy, Holly,  had come to her new home  this week.  She was out for a little walkabout when we arrived. (Allan’s photos till we get to KBC)



assuring Misty she is still my favourite


Diane picks up Holly…


All time and plant worried were forgotten.


new friend


That was wonderful. As for the time delay, meeting the family members of clients is always important. And we got Diane’s cosmos planted, along with a Nicotiana ‘Fragrant Cloud’ to scent the enclosed back patio.


cos ready to go in



also an Agastache ‘Cotton Candy’

Long Beach

We managed to get the cosmos into four areas: Fifth Street Park NW quadrant, NE quadrant, Veterans Field corner bed and flag pavilion bed.


NE Fifth Street Park, where I hope a couple of Nicotiana ‘Fragrant Cloud’ will scent the evening air.

Allan got us a takeaway Pink Poppy treat and coffee from Abbracci Coffee Bar just two doors east of the park.


much needed


Pink Poppy Bakery rhubarb cake went down a treat.


Vet Field flag pavilion (with camera strap)


planting vet field corner garden

The Planter Box

By now an hour and a half later than planned, we picked up our cosmos and painted sage. Neither Allan nor I took one photo as we rushed through this plant pick up; Teresa had kindly remembered to set the white escallonia I wanted out for me or I would have forgotten it.

Klipsan Beach Cottages

I had hoped to be at KBC by 3 PM; we got there at 4:45 and planted and mulched and weeded.


outer lawn (Allan’s photo)


other side of semicircle of rhododendrons


Allan’s photo


Allan’s photo



putting Gardener and Bloome Soil Conditioner, from a heavy muddy bag, onto the lawn bed (Allan’s photos)





I got the KBC painted sage planted.  The rest for other gardens will have to wait for next week.  When we were done, I took some garden photos, all in the fenced garden,DSC09412.JPG for the KBC Facebook page.




right: Geranium ‘Ann Folkard’


sit spot


Dutch Iris


It had been drizzling lightly at times, making for good planting weather, except for a 20 mph maddening wind.





Allium ‘Mt Everest’


Did not quite get Allium bulgaricum in focus.


Allium schubertii starting to bloom

We had been going to prune the uppies and outies on the honeysuckle but we ran out of time.


It would make Denny happy to have this pruned and tidied.

On the way home, we stopped yet again at the Long Beach welcome sign to add a couple of yellow bidens to the east end, where we’d built up the soil.


It looks fantastic to reach to the very end.


We did not get home till 7:30 and had to unload all the painted sage and new cosmos and water everything, including pots on back patio.  The evening light was beautiful.






New panels on east fence are keeping the clematis on my side!


Where there are no fence panels, my clematis bloom on my nice neighbors’ side.


I pulled one through to admire.


Also love my new last year Fremontodendron.

The tag said Fremontodendron californicum likes no water in summer.  I need to get more of these for droughty areas in Long Beach and Ilwaco.


some erasures from the work board

We now have two days to try to achieve perfection in the Port of Ilwaco gardens (plus more cosmos planting), Long Beach parks and planters, before Memorial Day very big tourist weekend.






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Tuesday, 11 October 2016

We heard a big storm would arrive at the end of the week, so we embarked on some jobs of light deadheading and grooming, hoping to have time for one fall project.  I had actually started a work board, with a list of bulb planting and a project list.  The bulbs are not here yet and the project list is so far just one thing:


Mike’s garden

We finally got round to clipping the boxwoods at Mayor Mike’s garden.  I started the project and had to turn it over to Allan when my back went into a big SPROING.

tidy boxwoods; I just wish they were close enough to meet.

tidy boxwoods; I just wish they had been planted close enough to meet.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

The Red Barn

After clipping back tall Helianthus along the fence

After clipping back tall Helianthus along the fence

one of two whippets who came to be petted

one of two whippets who came to be petted

mother and son (Allan's photo

mother and son (Allan’s photo

Diane’s garden

I like Helichrysum 'Limelight' climbing through a barberry.

I like Helichrysum ‘Limelight’ climbing through a barberry.

Diane's roadside garden

Diane’s roadside garden (Allan’s photo)

I should add the moving of the long narrow portion of this garden to the list of fall projects.  We had been going to delegate it to Dave and Melissa (Sea Star Gardening) but now I think we will have the time and energy to do it.  The plants must be dug and stored in a pile of mulch till the septic system is redone and then the garden remade next spring.

The Anchorage Cottages

center courtyard

center courtyard

our good friend Mitzu (Allan's photo)

our good friend Mitzu (Allan’s photo)

looking east over the Anchorage lawn

looking east over the Anchorage lawn

Long Beach

We did get done with the Anchorage in time to embark on a project.  We decided to re-do the planter in front of Stormin’ Norman’s kite and gift shop…IF we could find a parking place next to it, and we did, sort of.  (Allan had to unhook the trailer and wheel it to the crosswalk end of Fish Alley.)  I was happy to have a job in the shade because the sun was actually hot.

I had dreaded this project because I thought all the soil would have be dug out and replaced.  We don’t have a pile of new soil at City Works yet and I feared we’d not be able to scrape enough out of the dregs of the old pile.  I also predicted it would be ever so hard to do, and it was.  My motivation was that I felt that Stormin’ Norman deserved a much more interesting planter.

before: a great splodge of Muehlenbeckia axillaris (wire vine)

before: a great splodge of Muehlenbeckia axillaris (wire vine)

I planted the wire vine a few years back, thinking it a house plant that would make a delicate little trailing accent and would not survive the winter!  It swamped the planter and almost everything in it.

a big project

a big project

combing through the soil for little pieces of root

combing through the soil for little pieces of root; moved the Geranium ‘Rozanne’ to the outer corners

replanting bulbs

replanting bulbs



I was surprised at how much soil was salvageable.  We did not have to top the planter up with more.  This disadvantage of not removing all the soil is that I fear the vine will resprout from tiny bits of root.  We will keep a close eye on this planter to remove any that reappears.

On the way south: Something bad had happened to a lamp post downtown.



good for us that is not a planter lamp post.

good for us that is not a planter lamp post.

Oh, how I laughed when I saw this reader board at the bank.  They seem to have run out of “r”s for “Cranberrian Fair”.


Kite Museum

We even had time to check on the kite museum.  I was glad we did; the cosmos looked pretty awful.

before...and the shade was cold now.

before…and the shade was cold now.


after…to be re-checked later this fall.

at home…a clematis in bloom:


I finally finished reading Nella Last’s Peace and loved it so much.  I will share some of it on a rainy day post later this fall.

Real time update Saturday 15 October:

Here is the storm moving past us offshore. And staying out there, giving us only 60 mph wind gusts at the port, a normal seaside storm. No more tornado warnings today. That was the worst weather anxiety I’ve ever had here. 



1997 (age 73):

Oct 11:  I only worked about 3 hours.  I was going to plant bulbs in the patio but ended up rolling up the flat hoses, raking up the cut up branches that I chopped a few days ago, picked up the weeds etc that I pulled yesterday in front and brought in wood from the wood box.  I feel I accomplished a lot even tho no bulbs got planted.

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I’m still playing catchup with some two day posts while I try to get to only five days behind instead of fifteen.

Thursday, 21 July 2016

lilies in our volunteer garden at the post office

lilies in our volunteer garden at the post office

I planted the three little gazanias.

I planted the three little gazanias.

Rudbeckia that Our Kathleen donated last year.

Rudbeckia that Our Kathleen donated last year.

I asked Allan to photograph the Basket Case hanging baskets across the street in front of the museum (because they were on his side of the van).

Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum

Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum

Mike’s Garden

I had big plans to prune (or rather…have Allan prune) some of the climbing rose out of Mayor Mike’s beach pine today.  We ran out of time, though, because a couple of other jobs had suddenly joined the schedule.

NEXT week...I hope...we will thin out the rambling rose.

NEXT week…I hope…we will thin out the rambling rose.

I had big plans to get Long Beach AND Ilwaco and the Port of Ilwaco gardens done today and have Friday through Monday off.  My first thought upon waking had been “Tomorrow off!”.  Two things happened to change that when I checked my email and Facebook.  1.  I found out about an art show that would take place in Coulter Park…which was a mess.  2. I found out for sure that the sale of Jo’s house had fallen through, and because we like Jo and Bob so much, I offered to keep working there after all, deadheading and grooming once a week while it is for sale…including going there today to check on the watering.

The Depot Restaurant

While we were doing our weekly watering and deadheading, a group of garden admirers came by to chat.  The daughter was studying zoo horticulture (including what not to feed to the animals), which made for an interesting and informative conversation on all sides.  The dierama (angel’s fishing rod) was a big hit.



north side of dining deck

north side of dining deck

lilies and helenium

lilies and helenium

more lilies

more lilies

lots of deadheads on the cosmos now (Allan's photo)

lots of deadheads on the cosmos now (Allan’s photos)

after deadheading

after deadheading

looking south

looking south

the front with barrels and window boxes by Nancy Aust of The Basket Case

the front with barrels and window boxes by Nancy Aust of The Basket Case

Long Beach

the weekly grooming of the welcome sign

the weekly grooming of the welcome sign

Cosmos 'Happy Ring' reseeded from last year

Cosmos ‘Happy Ring’ reseeded from last year

one weird flower on the echibeckia

one weird flower on the echibeckia

both sides

both sides

and the back

and the back

I decided we had better check on the kite museum garden.

It is doing well this year!

It is doing well this year!

Gift shop manager Patty has been keeping it watered and deadheading the cosmos, thus the prolific blooms.

Gift shop manager Patty has been keeping it watered and deadheading the cosmos, thus the prolific blooms.

Jo’s Garden

Here we were again at Jo’s garden, making it look fresh and nice for the realtor who would meet with Jo and Bob tomorrow.

after deadheading some spent gladiolas

after deadheading some spent gladiolas

I hope a gardener buys this place.

I hope a gardener buys this place.

the center courtyard

the center courtyard

Here is the real estate listing for this dream house and garden.

back to Long Beach

We started in Long Beach town again by working together to groom the City Hall and Veterans Field gardens.

poor li'l Crimson Pygmy barberry got smashed.

poor li’l Crimson Pygmy barberry had gotten smashed.

It used to look nice like the others.

It used to look nice like this one.

Someone had left a rock in the flag pavilion, we think in memory of a loved one. (Allan's photo)

Someone had left a rock in the flag pavilion, we think in memory of a loved one. (Allan’s photo)

Then Allan and I parted ways.  While I watered all the planters, Allan tackled Coulter Park.  It had not been done for awhile, and Friday and Saturday (July 22-23), the Peninsula Art Association would be having an art sale in the old train depot building there.  It took Allan three or four hours to undo the tangles of bindweed and salmonberry which is creeping under the fence from the north.  I’ve gotten so fed up with the situation, and especially with clipping salmonberry out from the canes of a row of thorny roses, that I’ve somewhat given up.  Fortunately, Allan is made of sterner stuff.

before and after

before and after

the horror of bindweed

the horror of bindweed





the painful rose nightmare...rose and salmonberry roots intermingled, with plenty of thorns on both.

the painful rose nightmare…rose and salmonberry roots intermingled, with plenty of thorns on both, topped with bindweed and birdsfoot trefoil


after (the salmonberry roots are still all entwined with the roses; you can see salmonberry taller than the fence, behind)

looks nice for the art show patrons

looks nice for the art show patrons.  A monster salmonberry looms on the other side.

Meanwhile, I watered planters and did a bit of deadheading in Fifth Street Park.

Sanguisorba in Fifth Street Park

Sanguisorba in Fifth Street Park

white tigridia

white tigridia

I collect snails from the planters and, because I don’t like to kill them, I deposit them in a couple of empty lots along my route.  There was an odd moment, when I saw this one trying to leave the bucket, that I felt for one second like it was my pet, like a dog or a cat.

a strange moment indeed

a strange moment indeed

sweet pea success in one of the planters (with a tower that holds a business name sign)

sweet pea success in one of the planters (with a tower that holds a business name sign)

edging carpet of golden thyme

edging carpet of golden thyme

pizazz in miniature

pizazz in miniature



agastache and parsley

agastache and parsley

Fun Rides

Fun Rides

Not only do I like the new paint job on Fun Rides, but the new owners are playing much better carousel music.  Instead of the same carny tune over and over, I’ve heard carnivalized versions of YMCA, Heart of Glass, and several more pop/disco songs that make me happy.

Allan got done with Coulter Park in time to water four of the planters.

a stunning cosmos (Allan's photo)

a stunning cosmos…like ‘Seashells’ but fluffier.   (Allan’s photo)

We quite simply could not get to Ilwaco, sadly, so our Friday off slipped through our fingers.  I did not feel we could have gotten done even had we worked a ten hour day.  For awhile, I felt rather glum, then reminded myself that an all Ilwaco day is not such a hard thing.

Friday, 22 July 2016

I wanted to stay home with my Smokey.

I wanted to stay home with my Smokey.

post office garden

post office garden

Port of Ilwaco

Because some rain had fallen overnight, I deluded myself into thinking we wouldn’t have to water.  I was wrong.  We realized immediately upon arrival at the boatyard that the garden had not been moistened enough by the light rain.  I weeded while Allan watered.

a boat going out

a boat going out

I overheard the boat owners saying it was going to be windy this weekend.  I hoped that just meant out on the water.  One said to a friend that the boat was “so smooth you could do brain surgery while crossing the bar.”

looks like bad invasive purple loosestrife has blown in from somewhere, down where I can't get at it.

looks like bad invasive purple loosestrife has blown in from somewhere, down where I can’t get at it.

about 1/5 of the boatyard garden, looking south

about 1/5 of the boatyard garden, looking south

sweet pea success

sweet pea success

I then hoped we would not have to water the Howerton Ave. curbside gardens.  So wrong.  We ended up watering almost all of them.

a little bird in the garden at Time Enough Books

a little bird in the garden at Time Enough Books

watering the most parched west end garden bed

watering the most parched west end garden bed

Gaura 'Whirling Butterfly' (Allan's photo)

Gaura ‘Whirling Butterfly’ (Allan’s photo)

Eryngium (sea holly) (Allan's photo)

Eryngium (sea holly) (Allan’s photo)

grateful plants (Allan's photo)

grateful plants (Allan’s photo)

snaking hoses a long way from the dock (Allan's photo)

snaking hoses a long way from the dock (Allan’s photo)

Eryngium 'Sapphire Blue' is fading to tan (Allan's photo)

Eryngium ‘Sapphire Blue’ is fading to tan (Allan’s photo)

Pokemon go players (Allan's photo)

Pokemon Go players (Allan’s photo)

still clear water today

still clear water today

a different and prettier bindweed on the bank of the marina

a different and prettier bindweed on the bank of the marina

Memorial plaques are set into the lawn at the marina. (Allan's photo)

Memorial plaques are set into the lawn at the marina. (Allan’s photo)


Allan found the obituary of the father of the family, whose plaque is on the right.  Let’s take a moment to remember these local fishing folk.  We are always aware here that the commercial fisherfolk are a brave and hardy clan.

A light mist for about ten minutes was not enough to let us stop watering.  The water is still not on at the former Wade Gallery garden bed (which we had planted up all nice for the previous owners) so we are still bucket watering it (or rather, Allan is).

before the bucket watering, which is never enough: Even the Eryngium is suffering from lack of water.

before the bucket watering, which is never enough: Even the Eryngium is suffering from lack of water.

Penstemon longing for a good dose of hose water.

Penstemon longing for a good dose of hose water.  So frustrating.

I walked the whole length of Howerton weeding the beds.

the "drive over garden"

the “drive over garden” shows the difference when we can reach a garden with hose water.

blue catananche at the east end

blue catananche at the east end

Both Allan and I had noticed that 'Sapphire Blue' is going tan.

Both Allan and I had noticed that ‘Sapphire Blue’ is going tan.

Allan finished the workday by watering the Ilwaco street trees and planters with the water trailer while I went home and watered our own garden.  Then, our weekly meeting of the North Beach Garden Gang.  (It had been delayed one day because of a Melissa excursion to Portland on Thursday.)  We had time on the way to visit the last half an hour of the PAA art show and chat with our friend Bayside Debbie.

Debbie and her really cool jewelry

Debbie and her really cool jewelry

The Cove Restaurant

sedums in Sondra's garden outside (Allan's photo)

sedums in Sondra’s garden outside (Allan’s photo)

caesar salad (Allan's photo)

caesar salad (Allan’s photo)

ahi tuna

ahi tuna

prime rib (a Friday night offering) for Dave and Mel (Allan's photo)

prime rib (a Friday night offering) for Dave and Mel (Allan’s photo)

and a very chocolatey dessert (Allan's photo)

and a very chocolatey dessert (Allan’s photo)

lemon mascarpone cheesecake, and our dear server Lynn treated us to our desserts.

lemon mascarpone cheesecake, and our dear server Lynn treated us to our desserts.

At last we had come to our three day rather than four day weekend, with plans for boating, gardening, and some time touring one of our favourite local gardens with friends.

Ginger’s Garden Diaries


from my mother’s garden diaries of two decades ago

1997 (age 73):

July 21: 10:30-5:00! COOLER  Picked berries, barely enough for one breakfast.  I planned to mulch and cage the tomatoes but ended up weeding, deadheading, and watering the flower beds in upper driveway and tam area.  I pulled gobs of the perennial geranium plants that are everywhere.  Did some weeding in front “ditch” but didn’t get done so I quit working at 5:00.

July 22:  Store and errands day.  Paid electric bill, Tim’s, Payless and Stock Market.  Which is being redone by new owners (QFC) so it’s very difficult finding items.

1998 (age 74):

July 21:  I put out all my quart mayo jars to recycle.  I’ll keep all the pints.  I can use mayo pints for tomatoes.  I called Foremost Insurance Co.  They will send an agent to check damage in bathroom floor—in 3 or 4 days.  [She was getting her home ready to sell so she could move to Long Beach.]

July 22:  TOO HOT  90 degrees.  The agent called at 9:00 AM.  She will come tomorrow at 1:00.  I worked all day going over my house plants.  I repotted several, threw some out, and put the plants back in the Floralight.  I picked berries at 5:30 still hot—not many because of the heat.  I watered from 7:00 to 9:00—then showered and quit for the day.


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Tuesday, 24 February 2015

On the way to work, the planter at the Ilwaco Post office has narcissi and the buds of Tulip sylvestris

On the way to work, the planter at the Ilwaco Post office has narcissi and the buds of Tulip sylvestris

In Ocean Park, we had to fuel up with some coffee at the Kiss of Mist espresso drive through.

Kiss of Mist

Kiss of Mist drive through

Marilyn’s Garden, Surfside

I was curious just how long it takes to get to Marilyn’s, our furthest job from home, so I let Map My Walk map our drive.

14.51 miles, 30 minutes

14.51 miles, 30 minutes

This is a good time to sadly reveal that the blue line has NOT meant Allan’s walk as compared to mine.  Turns out the blue line is just a “segment” of my walk (or ride) that appears if I run my cursor over a list of segments on the side of the app.  Sorry to have misled you all!

Map My Walk is also a little weird in that it implies I hared around all over the place on this job, into the house, and over into the neighbours’ yards.  I swear that never happened!

Today's work, with odd digressions

Today’s work, with odd digressions

If I can trust the mapping distance, it says I walked 4.08 miles, 9,754 steps, in three and a half hours at Marilyn’s garden.  It certainly felt like that long of a distance is possible with the backing and forthing to put debris in the trailer.

Marilyn's garden, before, looking south

Marilyn’s garden, before, looking south

I was thrilled, upon wading into the garden to clip, to find that the akebia I planted two or more years ago has finally evaded the voracious deer and climbed up an old snag tree.




sweetly fragrant flowers

sweetly fragrant flowers

a triumph at last!

a triumph at last!  I sniffed and gloated.  No, rejoiced sounds better.


The neighbour had wanted us to take down that snag and I kept it as that akebia was struggling to hard to get going on it.

Today, the neighbour wanted us to get rid of the English Laurel that has sprouted up (probably from a seed from a big one in her yard) near the property line.  I said if it was on her side, she was welcome to cut it down, but if it was on Marilyn’s side, I wanted to keep it.  While I am no big fan of English Laurel, I am a huge fan of “blocking the eye” at a garden’s edge unless there is a gorgeous view beyond, and it has been very hard to get anything evergreen other than slow growing evergreen huckleberry to “take” along this line,  what with the deer chomping down the escallonia and other solutions that I have tried.  I said we would keep it clipped, and asked Allan if he would bring it down to the height of the gutters.

Allan approaches the laurel with implements of destruction.

Allan approaches the laurel with implements of destruction.

I was weeding by the driveway.  Soon I was crying out “Noooooo!” as he clipped the first of the three sprouts much lower than I had wanted.

He cut this much....

He cut this much….

When all I had wanted clipped was THIS much.

When all I had wanted clipped was THIS much.

So who wins the battle of pruning, the one with the clippers or the one who protests the loudest?  At least the other two uprights were clipped the way I wanted them.

The drama ends with a compromise.

The drama ends with a compromise.  Allan is being careful not to step on narcissi.

As you can see, by then we were done cutting down the ornamental grasses, which all needed clipping.  It was a joy to take down the Solidago ‘Fireworks’ and Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ that just broke off easily at the base with no clipping required.

This juniper (Moon-something, 'Blue Moon' or 'Moonglow'?) has resisted deer nibbling.

At the back: This juniper (Moon-something, ‘Blue Moon’ or ‘Moonglow’?) has resisted deer nibbling, as has the little Ilex ‘Sky Pencil’.

'Wilma Goldcrest' cypress is also not bothered by deer...

‘Wilma Goldcrest’ cypress is also not bothered by deer…

But just since winter, her backside does not look as good as her frontside.

But just since winter, her backside does not look as good as her frontside.

Another successful deer resistant plant is this Ilex, or is it a boxwood?  I fear I don't know how to tell them apart.

Another successful deer resistant plant is this Ilex, or is it a boxwood? I fear I don’t know how to tell them apart.

Nothing but the big ornamental grasses have been truly successful at making a visual wall at the back of the garden, and of course, they are only tall in summer.  I had thought of leaving the Buddleia (a sterile kind) up…but I just couldn’t.

Buddleia, before

Buddleia, before

and after

and after

I was delighted to have time to do some weeding and still be out of there in time to make it to the dump.  I had not that we would get done that soon and figured we would have to keep a trailer load of debris overnight and deal with disposal tomorrow.

I had a visitor while doing the final weeding.

Skooter was very taken with the Nepeta 'Walker's Low' (catmint).

Skooter was very taken with the Nepeta ‘Walker’s Low’ (catmint).

After his roll in the catmint, Skooter helped me finish weeding.

After his roll in the catmint, Skooter helped me finish weeding.

a lovely hellebore in Marilyn's garden

a lovely hellebore in Marilyn’s garden

little dried figs

You can see the fig tree on the left against the house.

after; the garden could use some mulch...

after; the garden could use some mulch…We left some debris, as its breakdown will improve the soil.

SKooter and a large hellebore

Skooter and a large hellebore

the garden, after

the garden, after


with Skooter posing handsomely.

with Skooter posing handsomely.

We worked at blazing speed and we were done in time for a trip to the dump, a 14 mile, 42 minute drive.

from Marilyn's to the dump is a half hour drive.

I have thought of making a debris pile at the south end of Marilyn’s garden, just where the garden slopes down.  That is always BEFORE I realize again just how much debris the spring clean up creates. The dump scale showed we offloaded 240 pounds of debris.

in to the Peninsula Sanitation dump...

in to the Peninsula Sanitation dump…

a full load, plus some buckets of weeds in the van

a full load, plus some buckets of weeds in the van

the offloaded pile

the offloaded pile

and out again; did I do the math right?

and out again; did I do the math right?

We had time to do one more job at the end of the day.

Long Beach: Sid Snyder Way beach approach

We had some planters to clean up along this road to the beach.  The first one was so bothersome to me that I thought “I am gonna have to dig this one out…next time”) and then found myself walking back to the van (which was parked by planter number two, on which Allan was working) to get the pick.

before, all a mess with plain green annoying creeping Jenny

before, all a mess with plain green annoying creeping Jenny and weeds

after, because I just could not stand that corner any more.  Allan came later and swept it.

after, because I just could not stand that corner any more. Allan came later and swept it.

While I worked on more planters, Allan checked on the kite museum garden.

While I worked on more planters, Allan checked on the kite museum garden.

kite museum garden, before

the kite museum’s little entry garden, before

full of deer hoof prints!

full of deer hoof prints!

tidied up by Allan

tidied up by Allan

Sid Snyder, looking west

Sid Snyder, looking west, as I continued to do planters

I'm happy to see the narcissi are not getting picked this year.

I’m happy to see the narcissi are not getting picked this year.

although they are getting nibbled by snails.

although they are getting nibbled by snails.

Annoyed at planter being used as an ashtray!

Annoyed at planter being used as an ashtray!

I have friends who smoke who will pinch their cigarette butts out and carry them away in their pockets rather than litter like this.

The next planter has a chronic problem of sinking soil, and I do not know why.

The next planter has a chronic problem of sinking soil, and I do not know why.

The very last planter is still done by volunteers...the only one that's true of...I was not going to clean it up but I simply had to.

The very last planter is still done by volunteers…the only one that’s true of…I was not going to clean it up but I simply had to.

Now it's ready for new plants, after removing all the dead annuals (and weeds).

Now it’s ready for new plants, after removing all the dead annuals (and weeds).

By now, Allan had joined me and he took care of the second to last planter.

And there is the ocean, viewed just before we drove home to an evening of blogging.

And there is the ocean, viewed just before we drove home to an evening of blogging.

left: I got to cross two jobs of the work list tonight!  right: The March schedule is already filling up.

left: I got to cross two jobs of the work list tonight! right: The March schedule is already filling up.

At home, I had the best news of the past week.  Bob Nold, of the Miserable Gardener blog (one of my two most favourite blogs), has a new puppy.  You can meet Mani the puppy right here.

Next:  a slide show post of Marilyn’s garden in 2014.











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Wednesday, 5 February 2014

Cranberry Museum

  • After our visit to Oysterville, the trolley took us south to the Cranberry Museum at the Cranberry Research Center.  Confusingly, it is on Pioneer Road instead of Cranberry Road.  Allan still feels bad about the time he accidentally sent a tourist to Cranberry Road to find it.  The museum was closed for the day.  Somehow my friend who had done the trolley tour three weeks before had managed to score some cranberry ice cream at this stop, but we were not so lucky.  If you visit during summer hours, perhaps you can taste some.  We just pulled up by the museum for a moment to get a feel of the place.  We might have taken a self guided tour of the bogs had it not been an unusually freezing cold day.
photo courtesy Cranberry Museum

photo courtesy Cranberry Museum

In the bog (below), photographed from the trolley (which, although unheated, did protect us from the wind chill factor that made the day feel like 8 degrees), the research scientists are testing out an assortment of different cranberry cultivars.

a winter bog

a test bog

The self guided tour goes along the green paths.  Heather is planted next to the bogs to attract the very earliest bees, so necessary for pollenating the cranberry plants.

bog paths

bog paths

I’ve been in the Cranberry Museum before and blogged some years ago about the cranberry harvest, here.

World Kite Museum

Our next stop was The World Kite Museum on Sid Snyder Drive beach approach in Long Beach.  Even though Allan and I take care of a pocket garden by the front door, we rarely take time to go in to the museum.  This stop allowed enough time to explore two floors of displays of kites from around the world and even to make a little kite for ourselves!

photo courtesy World Kite Musem

photo courtesy World Kite Museum

I was relieved that our pocket garden, which we had not checked on since the beginning of staycation, looked okay.

kite garden with some bulbs coming up

kite garden with some bulbs coming up

inside the museum

inside the museum
World War II kite collection

World War II kite collection

The big windows set kite colours aglow.

The big windows set kite colours aglow.

From the west windows, we could see Back Country Horse Rides.  Three representatives of that company were on the tourism tour with us, along with the manager of Driftwood RV Park, the mayor and first lady of Long Beach, one of the workers from The Cottage Bakery (which the mayor and his wife own), a worker from Jessie’s Ilwaco Fish Company, Jayne Bailey of Bailey’s Café, a few people from Astoria, and more…  This led to exuberant cheering each time the trolley passed one of the businesses whose people were on the tour that day.

Back Country Horse Rides and, further west,  the Adrift Hotel

Back Country Horse Rides and, further west, the Adrift Hotel

more kites

more kites



I'm fond of the face kites.

I’m fond of the face kites.

Patty Rolfe, manager of the Kite Museum gift shop, led a brief workshop in making a small kite.


making kites

making kites

Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum

The trolley took us south to our town, Ilwaco, and to the museum on our street, Lake Street.  I made sure that Olde Towne Café, my favourite business, got a cheer from the riders as we passed by it.  We arrived at the Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum and trooped in for a guided tour from the museum docents.

Rosemary, Ellen, and museum director Betsy Millard ready to take us on tour

Rosemary, Ellen, and museum director Betsy Millard ready to take us on tour

our tour group

part of our tour group

We split into two groups; the one Allan and I joined first toured the Clamshell Railroad annex of the museum, passing the historic train car on the way.  You can read up on the railroad here.  If I could go back in time and do one thing, it would be to ride on that train.

historic train car

historic train car

In the annex building, the Peninsula Model Railroad Club has built a model of the Peninsula towns; for a quarter, you can make a little train run from Ilwaco to Oysterville (not to scale).  Some tour goers could not resist making train noises to go along with the experiences…sort of like Sheldon on Big Bang Theory.  Chugchugchugchug WOOOO WOOOO!

model of Ilwaco

model of Ilwaco

Black Lake, just north of Ilwaco

Black Lake, just north of Ilwaco

model train car inside the annex



The train made it all the way to Nahcotta without derailing.  Once Allan and I gave it a run and it derailed halfway up the track.  We quietly snuck into the other part of the museum (but did confess to someone there that the derailment had happened).

railway artifacts

railway artifacts


one of the beautiful seats from a railway car

one of the beautiful seats from a railway car



Ilwaco train dock

Ilwaco train dock

We followed our tour guide into a back door of the museum; I did not even know that door existed.

into the easternmost room of the museum building

into the easternmost room of the museum building


lifejackets hang over an old lifeboat

lifejackets hang over an old lifeboat

crab pot

crab pot

a life ring for Allan

a life ring for Allan

Betsy Millard, museum director

Betsy Millard, museum director

a cool old boat

a cool old boat

The next room has a model of horses seine fishing on the Columbia River.  Here’s a fascinating video on the history of horse seining, a practice which ended in 1948.


This part of the museum also has my favourite exhibit, a street of shops, each housing a different display of artifacts.

model street

model street

The next room has a Lewis and Clark display.  As the docents themselves said, it is nothing on the Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center, our next destination.

trolley tour folks in the Lewis and Clark room

trolley tour folks in the Lewis and Clark room

Lewis and Clark

Lewis and Clark

The final room, which is usually the first one I enter but we were going back to front, has nature displays and a basket collection and some history of the Chinook Indians.



We exited by the charming little gift shop.

gift shop

gift shop

back aboard the trolley!

back aboard the trolley!

For those who might wonder, the trim on the outside of the trolley and the interior woodwork is all oak.

Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center

The trolley took us up the loop road to the hills of Cape Disappointment, where the Columbia River meets the Pacific Ocean.  This glorious park is just a mile or so from where we live.

view from the trolley, looking south over the river marshes

view from the trolley, looking south over the river marshes at low tide

on a bluff overlooking the ocean, the museum

on a bluff overlooking the ocean, the museum

Despite the chill east wind (straight out of the Columbia Gorge) whipping fiercely up here, some of us went to the railing to enjoy the view.

the north jetty

the north jetty

interpretive sign about cormorants

interpretive sign about cormorants



west side of the interpretive center

west side of the interpretive center

Cape Disappointment Lighthouse

Cape Disappointment Lighthouse

Just for fun, here’s a view from the Cape D lighthouse looking back, taken last spring.

view from the base of the lighthouse

view from the base of the lighthouse

Inside the interpretive center, one goes down a long ramp lined with Lewis and Clark information, with switchbacks and small plateaus with larger displays.


down we go...

down we go…

A history buff could spend hours here.  I have a small confession:  I am not one for reading all the history a museum has to offer (unless its about the Clamshell Railroad, of which I never tire).  Allan, however, is someone who would read every word.



Jane of Bailey's Café

Jane of Bailey’s Café

This is a captivating display.

This is a captivating display.

as is this

as is this

and this

and this

There is one spot on the downward ramp where a turn takes you to a flight of stairs that leads up into the light of the view room that is the breathtaking heart of the museum.

entering a room of light

entering a room of light


from the center to the lighthouse

from the center to the lighthouse (south)

why we have two lighthouses

why we have two lighthouses

view to the jetty (north)

view to the jetty (north)

A park ranger was there to answer any questions.  I learned something new:  The entire North Jetty was originally free standing and over decades has filled in on the north side with sand, grass and trees so that only the westernmost end of it juts out into the ocean.

park ranger

park ranger

part of a lighthouse beacon in display

part of a lighthouse beacon in display

boat signs

a display about shipwrecks

I almost did not look up to see the collection of glass floats

I almost did not look up to see the collection of glass floats

Amazingly it was not quite three o clock when the trolley took us back north to the Long Beach train depot building where our vehicles were parked.  I never would have thought one could make it from Long Beach to Oysterville and back to Long Beach and Ilwaco and see so much in less than six hours.  Come be a tourist here, where the locals care enough to train in the art of hospitality.  There are two more of these trolley tours being offered, on March 6th and March 25th.  If any of you locals are interested, call Sue at Our Place at the Beach Hotel to save your spot.

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