To the residents of Island County, In response to recent media reports and community concerns, Washington State University seeks to clarify discussions it had, and is currently having, with the Port of Coupeville in its role as owner of Greenbank Farm.
Six years ago this month, my spouse, two dogs and I began our new lives on the Rock. Hallmark Cards says the correct sixth anniversary gift should be wood, but please don’t bother. We already have plenty of that on this evergreen-encrusted isle.
One gardener’s weed might very well be a naturalist’s wild flower or a herbalist’s medicinal plant. So much depends on both your world view and the level of exasperation you’ve reached while battling shot weed, dandelions or nettles.
The Wharf is a public asset, protected and maintained by the Port of Coupeville, a public agency. The key word is “public.”
I am struck by how patriotic we Rock dwellers are. That’s not to say our brothers and sisters in America don’t love the red, white and blue as much or support our troops with equal passion or, for that matter, pay as many – or often more — taxes.
If anyone tries to sell you on a landscape design that’s touted as no-maintenance, tell them you’ll swap some ocean- front property in Nebraska for their plans. Who knows, with climate change they may come out ahead.
More than once I’ve watched a gardener bend down to examine something growing in a pot or in one of their beds and say, “I don’t remember planting that,” or “I don’t know where that came from.” Sound familiar?
It’s been almost two weeks since I’ve delved into the world of community gardening. Yes, me, the person who manages to kill house plants, is gardening.
It must be something in the air that makes it so difficult for us Rock dwellers to agree on anything. Maybe it’s another effect of pollen from evergreen trees. In addition to sinusitis.
It was a difficult decision, but it was the right one. Jim Shank, superintendent of the Coupeville School District, and the school board decided that Larry Walsh will not be retained as principal of the high school and middle school in the face of declining enrollment necessitating staff cuts.
I don’t know about you, but if I’m putting a lot of effort into the care and maintenance of a shrub, let alone the financial investment at the time of purchase, I want a reasonable payoff. This is doubly true when it comes to deciduous shrubs.
Filing Week is fast approaching, and with four positions up for re-election at Town of Coupeville, now is a great opportunity to get involved.
In a column a couple of months back, I wrote about some great plants for shade gardens. One of the plants I mentioned was sweet box, or Sarcococca, a very fragrant evergreen perennial that sometimes has a tendency to spread via runners.
This week, voters in the Coupeville School District will receive ballots asking them to approve a $5-million capital facilities levy. If approved, the levy will collect $5 million in property tax revenue over three years, starting in 2016.
If you’re looking for a low maintenance, low growing perennial that likes both full sun and shady gardens, Bergenia might do the trick.
Over the years, we Whidbey dwellers have developed our own language. Let’s call it Rockish. It usually consists of a phrase or two mingled into common America-speak, which itself is derived – some would say deteriorated – from the Queen’s English.
Parking always becomes a topic of conversation before, during and after any major event in Coupeville.
Yes, I know we have more winter to endure, but my daffodils haven’t gotten the memo. Are yours blooming too? And are your baby slugs as happy about it as mine are? How about your hyacinths?
On April 28, Coupeville School District will ask voters to approve a three-year capital projects levy to repair, improve, modernize and/or expand district facilities. The focus of the levy is specific and includes deferred maintenance at all three of the district’s schools and one expansion at the elementary school multi-purpose room.
Hard to believe, but not too long ago some folks on the Rock didn’t care much for mussels. The creatures disfigured dock pilings and messed up boat bottoms. Their sharp-edged shells cut your bare feet. They were tough and rubbery if you ate the big ones right off the beach. And the idea that someone would create a commercial mussel farm and plop several dozen floating platforms on pristine Penn Cove waters just off Madrona Way raised more than a few Rock hackles back in the 1970s.