Tuesday, 7 October 2014
As we got ready to leave for work, two plants in particular caught my eye in our east driveway garden.
I hope to divide my one clump of this and put some at the Ilwaco Post Office and Klipsan Beach Cottages and, eventually, all our gardens. It’s not a spreader so it will take awhile to get enough of it. The deer seem to leave it alone even though they nibble other plants in its location.
Nearby, Clematis “Freckles ‘ blooms with similar colours but is so high on the garage wall that it doesn’t seem like much of a colour echo for the aster.
Port of Ilwaco
We worked our way from the east end of Howerton Avenue at the port toward the west end, weeding and clipping back spent foliage to ready the garden for Creanberrian Fair weekend. It mainly takes place at the museum; this year, some port businesses were getting in on the show.
As we began the job, the weather was sunny and a bit too warm for my taste.
As we worked, a delicious fog began to creep in through the low spot of the west hills.
Our mission included the removal of some woody, tatty old lavenders from the old Port Bistro garden (a building which we hope will re-open next year as Burrasca Restaurant).
By the time we worked our way down to a few more gardens and dumped a load of debris, the fog had reached the west side of the marina.
We also removed old, sad lavenders from the old Wade Gallery building. (There are a lot of empty buildings now at the port; I like to think of it as a blank slate waiting for a revival.)
The old lavenders filled our trailer, so we went to dump debris at the east end of the marina, from where we could see a delightful increase in fog.
home again
Because rain was not predicted till Friday and we needed the Ilwaco planters to continue to look lush for the Cranberrian Fair, Allan needed to water them for what we fervently hoped would be the last time. Or…I fervently hoped. I don’t think Allan minds watering them as much as I mind FOR him to have to water them; it just seems like a tedious job to me. We had to go home to get the battery for the water trailer pump.
At home, I briefly pondered my sanguisorba conundrum. You can see the little purple flowers, below, behind the Melianthus major (South African honeybush whose leaves smell like peanut butter).
I had been thinking of moving all the sanguisorba from the front garden (dry) to the back garden (moister) and yet now they look so fabulous that I think I will just move some of them. Sadly, the tall white one got crispy dry and probably will not bloom this year although it did survive (I hope!!).
While we were reloading the van with the battery, a new dog came from next door barking and barking; Oh what a delight the dog turned out to be as he wiggled around while I petted him. He was a fast mover, and when they called him back, I only managed to get this photo:
I hope he’s a permanent fixture as I enjoyed our brief encounter. I don’t think the neighbours (of Starvation Alley Cranberry Farms) realize how much I dote on their dogs.
Ilwaco boatyard and planters
While Allan went to get the water trailer, and then filled the water trailer in the boatyard, and then watered the planters and street trees (all of which takes an hour and forty five minutes), I weeded and clipped part of the boatyard garden.
We saw two locals on bikes enjoying the almost-sunset light.
home again
At home, I settled in to blog and a cup of tea and a Cox’s Orange Pippin apple. I have found that most of the ones I picked are crisp and fine and the best tasting apple I’ve ever eaten.