March 5

March 5, 2010

Sun.  What more need saying.  This is Victoria after all.   I love this cartoon from the Times Colonist which I took great pleasure in sending to the family back in Alberta.  I had to change the text a bit, but the essence is the same.  We Victorians like to gloat about the weather, just a bit.   Who can blame us when it is such a beautiful day.

Perfect Spring Cartoon from the Times Colonist

Perfect Spring Cartoon from the Times Colonist

I have seen the cartoon in various other versions, but all with the same gist: it’s nice out here in Victoria and it’s snowing in the east.

Slow progress in room 8 with the new doors and general fix up.  I find this is the way things generally work out here.  It is so easy to get distracted, with the phone, guests arriving, having to go to meetings or appointments, doing the shopping and an endless list.  Every time the phone rings with a guest wanting information, I find myself wandering around afterwards wondering what I was supposed to be doing.  I have really to make a concerted effort to get it finished.  The room has been out of commission for too long and it is one of our most popular rooms.  I have given myself a deadline of next Sunday to have it completed.  That should be long enough given the amount of work that has to be done.  It’s just a question of getting it done.

And I have the additional chore of having to get out into the garden to get the new plants into the ground, the primroses and tree peonies, although I think the tree peonies will have to go into pots.  I will probably put them into the new bed that we are planning for the very south side, right along the hedge and that bed won’t be ready until later in the spring.  I will have to get the maintenance company to remove the sod: I’m not prepared for that amount of work right now.  There are other more important things to be done, like preparing for the summer.  Booking are a bit slow right now, but I am optimistic that they will improve as the season goes on.

Rip van Winkle Daffodils

Rip van Winkle Daffodils

More daffodils.  Don’t you just love them.  This is Rip van Winkle, one that I tried unsuccessfully in Vancouver.  It is quite low, about 8 inches, and the heavy rains in Vancouver tended to be very hard on the poor thing.  The shape of the blossom, with all its little tendrils, tends to hold water and the additional weight then pulls the whole stem over and that’s the end of it.  Here, in sunny Victoria, the rain, while occasional, is not the problem that it is in Vancouver.

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Scenic Drive to Butchart Gardens

Butchart Gardens

It is difficult to add any more to what has already been written about Butchart Gardens: they are spectacular but what’s more, they can be enjoyed at any time of the year whether it’s mid summer or mid-winter.  Obviously there is more to see in the summer but you won’t be disappointed by visiting at any time of the year.

One thing I often tell guests when they are deciding whether or not they should visit Butchart Gardens: visiting Victoria and not seeing Butchart Gardens is like visiting Paris and not seeing the Eiffel Tower.

The fastest way to get there is up highway 17 going towards the BC Ferry terminal at Swartz Bay.   Turn left when you see the signs.  The following map though is the scenic route from Albion Manor Bed and Breakfast which is located in downtown Victoria to Butchart Gardens.  The scenic route winds along the coast, through some very lovely, expensive neighbourhoods with lots of trees and gardens, and up through lovely countryside.  The trip will take about an hour, probably less, depending on how often and how long you stop along the way and there are lots of places where you will want to stop and enjoy the scenery.

When you get up to Butchart Gardens, you will want to take the opportunity to visit the Butterfly Gardens and Church and State Vineyards, both of which are close by.

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March 4

March 4, 2010

Lovely sunny day today, another of many that we have had in the past little while.  It looks like it is going to be a loverly March.  I wonder if our old prairie saying about March lambs and lions holds true on the coast.   Time will tell, but I’m praying that it won’t become too horrible.  We went to a few nurseries yesterday to look at flowering trees.  I want to see them when they are in flower so that when time comes to plant around the new pond we will know what kinds of trees we want.  Still no decisions, but I know that we will want lots of flowering things.  While at one, I found some new peony trees, of which we have 2 in the garden.  One flowers beautifully on the east side but the other was doing really badly under the willow so I moved it in October to the cottage garden.  I am happy to say that it seems to be doing really well right now.  I am also happy to say that we have 2 new tree peonies, Kinkaku and Shima-nishiki pictured below.  These photos aren’t of the new ones, but photos that I got on the internet, but this is what we have to look forward to.  How many years?

Tree Peony Kinkaku

Tree Peony Kinkaku

Tree Peony Shima-nishiki

Last night we went with some bed and breakfast friends here in Victoria, Ian and Anne and Dave and Sharon to The Mark Restaurant.  You can read more details about the meal in our restaurant section under ‘Fine Dining’.  With all of us being b&b owners, I guess it is not surprising that a large portion of the evening was taken up talking b&b business.  Luckily we were the only ones in the restaurant because I am sure it would have been hilarious to any other diners listening to 6 grown adults talking about the relative merits and problems associated with ironing sheets, something that is close to the hearts of all b&b owners.   We did manage to spend some time talking about F’s and my trip to Spain and London, Dave and Sharon’s recent travels to Turkey and Portugal and Ian and Anne’s upcoming cruise on the Mexican Riviera.   And we talked a lot about b and b politics, about marketing, about breakfasts, guests, inn-sitters and all the many subjects that preoccupy us daily.   I was afraid that Fernando was going to leave.  I guess the thought of the coming meal kept him in his seat.  I think everyone drank too much which is easy to do when the company and the surroundings are so agreeable.

Albion Lawns with Morning Dew

Albion Lawns with Morning Dew

The lawns in the morning look as though someone has just watered, or as if it had recently rained.  With the sun coming up from the east, they sparkle with the dew drops.  It’s quite magical- but a bit hard on the shoes tramping to the Un-named Room for coffee.  The storage room has long been known at the Un-named Room.  When we first moved into the bed and breakfast here in Victoria, getting to know all the different places was a bit of a challenge but at least they all had some description that helped identify them: the bedrooms, upstairs, downstairs, laundry room, furnace room.  The storage room wasn’t a storage room at that time; it was more of a junk room.  In the beginning, for the first couple of days, it was called ‘Frank’s Room’ after one of the previous owners.  In that we didn’t want to have anything around to remind us of them, we knew that this couldn’t possibly be allowed to continue, but what with the exhaustion of the move and getting the business up and running, neither of us had the inclination or imagination to give the room a name.  ‘The Junk Room’ wasn’t right: we didn’t want to have the work junk associated with our new home and business.  A couple of other names were tried, ‘That Room’, ‘The Box Room’ until Fernando started calling it the ‘Un-named Room’ and such it has been called ever since.

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March 3

March 3, 2010

Ah the sun. That’s what we like so much about Victoria: we get a lot of sun. According to the local Gonzales weather station, we get 2,223 hours of sun annually while (Vancouver gets only 1928 and Seattle even less than that) making Victoria is one of the sunniest places in British Columbia, and we get more sunshine than most other cities in Canada except those in the southern Prairies. And you can see the benefit in the city’s plentiful and lush gardens. We have to grow drought-tolerant oak trees for heaven’s sake! And where else in Canada, except maybe in central BC will you find banana and palm trees?

To go even further, Victoria gets only approximately 26 cm (10.2 in) of snow annually, about half of what Vancouver gets. Most winters will see no snow at all. When snow does fall, it rarely lasts long on the ground. Victoria averages just 2–3 days per year with at least 5 cm (1.97 in) of snow on the ground. Again the Gonzales weather station: ‘One of the most striking features of Victoria’s climate is the distinct dry and rainy seasons. Nearly two-thirds of the annual precipitation falls during the four wettest months, November to February. Precipitation in December, the wettest month (109 mm/4.3 in) is nearly eight times as high as in July, the driest month (14 mm/0.55 in). During the summer months, Victoria is the driest major city in Canada.’

More Daffodils in the Albion Manor Garden

More Daffodils in the Albion Manor Garden

I was able to track down perennial primroses yesterday and when I found them I realised that I already knew about them. In fact we have some in the garden. What I was hoping to find though was plants with flowers similar to the annual primroses. Those I didn’t find, but the ones I got will be very beautiful and will help to fill in some area that need a bit of spring brightness. Well, many areas need a bit of spring brightness, but some accents here and there will be beneficial.

I went last night to see The Pacific Opera Victoria production of Capriccio the final opera by Richard Strauss. It is subtitled A Conversation Piece for Music. The libretto is by Clemens Krauss. It was first performed in 1942 in Munich, which would have been right in the middle of World War II, a fact which puts a somewhat different complexion on the piece. Simply summarized, the plot is a long discussion about which is more important: words or music. The production runs for 137 minutes without intermission. It was a long slog. I am no expert in opera by any means and there were elements that I really enjoyed about the production. The set was quite functional although, as a designer, there were things about it that I would have changed. The costumes and lighting were both perfect although there was a problem with reflections when the down right door was opened. Fabulous singers and Timothy Vernon’s orchestra was stupendous (although I continue to object to orchestras that ‘warm up’ in front of the audience, filling the theatre with the screeching and squawking while we are waiting for the performance to begin. I noticed with pleasure when seeing Don Giovanni in Jerez, Spain while Fernando and I were there in January, that the orchestra refrained from this. There was the brief tuning before the conductor arrived and then they launched into the production. If you want to warm up, don’t do it on the stage. I think Mr. Vernon might have dressed up a bit a well.) But who can sit through a discussion of the relative merits of words over music, or vice versa, with all the esoteric twists and turns that such a discussion would take for 2 hours and 13 minutes, in German, without a break. It is ridiculous. At the very least, it’s mean.

Nevertheless, I enjoyed it, even though I nodded off occasionally and I defy anyone to tell me that most of the audience didn’t do the same at some point of other.

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March 2

March 2, 2010

It’s cloudy again today that we had rain overnight- nothing serious but just enough to freshen everything up so that this morning the air is bright and clear and there is a sprinkling of rain on everything.  There is a bit of sun right now and it looks like it is going to be a lovely day.

Gargoyle and Hyachinths in the Albion Manor Garden

Gargoyle and Hyachinths in the Albion Manor Garden

Hyacinths.  I just love them.  The scent fills the whole garden and it is wonderful to walk in the areas where they are growing to catch a whiff of them.  We have them in several colours in the garden, but these Delft Blues are the earliest to bloom.  Next year there will be more of them in many more colours.  I find the bulbs a bit expensive, but that’s the way it is if you want to have these beauties in the garden.

The garden gargoyle is by Derek Rowe at ArtForm Sculpture Studio here in Victoria.  Fernando and I got the piece, which is titled Charming Charles at a local auction which is where we got the majority of our purchases.  I’m not sure how much Derek charges for them from the shop, but we paid $125 for it at the auction, which I am very happy with.  It’s a great addition to the garden, a real character.  We are thinking of putting him on top of the Cottage when we redo the roof this fall.  That way he’ll be looking, should I say glaring, down at the driveway and greeting all guests as they arrive.  Maybe not the right greeting, but I am sure most people will find him more amusing than off-putting.

I continue with the work in room 8, renewed doors, repaired mouldings, new stained glass, hanging the doors properly and installing mouldings around that doors that are in keeping with the rest of the house.  In short, just the ongoing improvements and upgrades and have been going on for over 4 years now and which will probably by ongoing for the next 4 years.  Or forever, whichever comes first.

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March 1

March 1, 2010

Mostly cloudy today and I don’t think the sun will be making a showing of any kind.  It is probably exhausted and taking the day to recover after the outstanding hockey game yesterday in which Canada put the Americans in the deserved place, which is second.  Second to Canada, whose game this is.  It was a nail biter from the beginning and I actually contemplated not watching because I was so tense.  But from the moment that Jonathan Toews got the first goal, I knew I was hooked.  Besides, he’s so cute.

Johathan Toews

But when the Americans tied the game in the finals seconds of the third period, my natural pessimism told me that I shouldn’t watch the overtime.  I switched to some now-forgotten other program, but just coincidentally switched back just as the puck was being dropped again.  And I tensed and I twitched and I groaned fearing that they might score.  It would be been a knife to the national pride.  Despite all the gold and medals we have won and the love and pride we feel for all those wonderful athletes, it all comes down to hockey, our national game.  Who would we be as Canadians if we didn’t win the men’s hockey game?

Sidney Crosby and Steven Nash

About 150,000 people filled the streets of Vancouver after the hockey win.  Even here in Victoria, the downtown was rocking with excited fans well after the game had finished.

Olympic Crowds

Sports, they say, is the simplest form of theatre.  You have the protagonist and the antagonist, the hero and the villain, and the classic tale of who will succeed, or in the case of sports, who will vanquish.   In both you have various acts (periods, halves) building to a conclusion and a denouement although in the case of Sudden Victoria (or Sudden Death as it was known when I was a boy) the denouement is reduced to the cheering of the crowds and the joy of the players.

You have various characters each with his own personality which is revealed slowly as the action proceeds.  In both there is, at times, indescribable tension.  In sports however, there is no subtlety.  Just the action.   And of course there is no text.  Which is not to say that there is no spoken word on the ice or in the arena.  There is.  None that you would want to read a second time though.  The text is a secondary player to the action and the characters, the very opposite of the theatre where spoken word is of utmost importance for describing what is going on.  In the theatre, the words are needed to create the characters and the action.  In sports, characters and action is all there is.  There are the obvious variations of this theme, but they are just that, variations.

Having said all that, I will go back to working on the new door I am building for room 8 which is waiting patiently for its first coat of sealer.  I want to get it to the glass shop tomorrow so that they can make the sealed unit.  I am going to take them the whole door because I have discovered that they hole for the glass is not square- the joys of working on an old house.

Primroses on the Front Steps

The primroses are starting to look a bit fades and worn around the edges but there is nothing that brings colour as much as they do.  These are in small pots on the front steps.   I want to find out if you can get perennial versions of these more colourful annuals.  We have perennial primroses at the front of the Manor, but they are, although a lovely, a bit ‘pink’ for my liking.  Another item for the to-do list.

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February 28

February 28, 2010

Sunday today, the day of the big hockey game between Canada and the USA. You can feel the excitement in the air, unless of course you are standing anywhere near Fernando in which case there is a palpable sense of distaste, one might almost say disgust. ‘Why would so many grown men want to get together to expend so much energy trying to determine who can better bash around a small black cylinder, and why would so many otherwise intelligent people want to watch them do it? One side or the other is obviously going to win. It’s just a question of whether or not they can do it with minimal bloodshed.’ In all fairness, I should mention that he distains soccer as well.

So while he’s reading his books about ethics and morality in the developing Canadian psyche and their influence in an ever more fragile worldview, we Canadian will get together this afternoon with one worldview and one worldview only: to pound the slack-ass Americans to a pulp and to gloat while doing so!

Peace be on you brother.

With all the excitement about the Olympics and the palpable nationalism that one encounters everywhere, I am having a hard time with my theory that the games should not be nationalist, that athletes should compete as individuals only, not as representatives of a particular country. My concern is what if the fourth best skier from Latvia is better than the best skier from Canada, or the other way around of course. Why is that skier excluded from the games just because he is from Latvia and Latvia can have only so many entrants. The problem with this comes when you have to consider team sports. Teams have to come from somewhere although I suppose you could make the argument that there could be 2 teams from one country, but it seems that they have to come from countries of some sorts. They could come from different leagues I guess, say the NHL for instance, or the Belgian Cup League (yes, there is such a thing). Even with this is method though it is difficult to avoid the national ties.

But when I see another gold medal winner, or any other colour for that matter, with a maple leaf on his/her sleeve, I find myself getting all teary eyed and wishing that I didn’t have such international thoughts about equality and brotherhood. Why can’t I just be happy and excited about us winning a bunch of medals and not worry about the poor skiers in Latvia?

And by the way, I would like to point out that, while Canada may have won first place in 13 events, well over 60 Canadians won gold medals and I’m not even counting the silvers and bronzes. I figured this out and I’m not even a nationalist.

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February 27

February 27, 2010

Cloudy and patches of rain today.  Can you have a patch of rain?  A patch of clouds, yes, but a patch of rain?  Patches of cloud to be sure, but I’m not sure about patches of rain.  I guess the question is whether a patch is a physical thing or whether or not it can be a period of time as well.  I’ll have to pass on that one.  Not a bad day all in all.  I took a bit of time to dig some of the daff that have sent up only a single leaf.  This is, I have read and subsequently affirmed as being true, a sign that the grub of the Narcissus Bulb Fly has been at work destroying the bulbs that I worked so hard to plant.  Sure enough, there was the tell-tale softness in the base and when I cut the bulbs open, there was the little grub, but not so little- all plump and fat having grown all winter eating my daffodil bulbs.

The little buggers don’t actually kill but bulb, just the current years flower.  The bulb will sent up new leaf shoots, divide to produce new bulbs and in a few years will flower again.  It must be the base of the flower stem where the adult lays the egg, not just on a leaf.  I don’t know this as a fact though.  There is one area of the garden on the east side that seems to have been hit quite hard by the NBFs.  Where last year there were a lot of flowers, this year there are areas with no flowers at all.  I will have to dig in earnest to dig up as many of the infested bulbs as I can so that they don’t develop into adults the better able to infest more bulbs.  What a frustrating job, fighting against Mother Nature so that we can take advantage of her.

Daffodils Beside the Cottage

This is a section of the garden that was completely overgrown with weeds and perennials of various kinds.  Last fall, I cleaned it out completely and started over again.  These daffs are the first of what will, I hope, be a really colourful section of the garden, right beside the cottage.  Lots of tulips, irises and lilies yet to come.

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February 26

Completely clouded over today without much chance of sun.

Pieris japonics- Lily of the Valley Bush

This is a Pieris japonica, also known as Lily of the Valley bush because of its obvious similarity to the sweet smelling bulbs which I think are called pips. Maybe they’re not even bulbs. Both bush and pip are lovely in the garden however. This one tends to be a bit top heavy with lots of leaves and flowers on the top, but with nothing lower down. With a bit of pruning, I am going to try to get it to fill out a bit. One of the problems is that it is an early bloomer and later it the year, it is overwhelmed by the asters that grow all around it, sometimes higher that the Pieris. This may be, well, probably is contributing to the strange growth habit of the Pieris. Maybe I will have to move it to a better location.

Fernando’s health continues to improve and he was out of bed yesterday for a while although I noticed with a bit of scepticism that he was back in bed at dinner time and wanted his dinner in bed. He works so hard though that I can hardly begrudge him his time of recuperation. Even for the brief time that he was up yesterday, he cleaned one room and scrubbed the floor in the dining room. His own doing, I might add. I wanted him to stay in bed all day.

Beverley Carothers, who is a regular visitor to Albion Manor Bed and Breakfast in Victoria, comes three times a year to go to the Opera at Pacific Opera Victoria. She’s here right now to see Richard Strauss’ Capriccio, which opened last night. I am hoping to get tickets for next week. When she is here, Beverley takes the opportunity to visit Butchart Gardens, sometimes as often as every day. Given all the good weather we’ve been having, I’m curious to know what the gardens are like. Maybe we can get out there sometime next week as well.

Today is my birthday, 62 I think. Old man. We’ll go out this evening with friend Ray Creuer who owns Prestige Framing. We’re good friends from way back.

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February 25

February 25, 2010

More sun today but with some heavy showers overnight and a forecast for more rain this afternoon. We have a couple of people in this morning to help with the cleanup since it is obvious that I am not going to get to it for a while. I must confess that it is really nice to have people helping who knows what they are doing and to be able to take advantage of their knowledge to get information about some of the plants in the garden that, despite our having been here for four years now, I still don’t know the names of. They are going to prune the big floribunda roses at the front of the house as well which will be great. I have been intending to get to them for a couple of years, but they are so overgrown that I don’t really know where to start. It’s a bit intimidating. And then there is the pruning of the buddleia which grows like a weed really and needs to be slashed to the ground every once in a while. This is a perfect time to prune it so let them at it.

Heather at the entrance to Albion Manor

When God first made the world, He looked at the bare and barren hillsides and thought how nice it would be to cover them with some kind of beautiful tree or flower. So he turned to the Giant Oak, the biggest and strongest of all of the trees he had made, and asked him if he would be willing to go up to the bare hills to help make them look more attractive. But the oak explained that he needed a good depth of soil in order to grow and that the hillsides would be far too rocky for him to take root.

So God left the oak tree and turned to the honeysuckle with its lovely yellow flower and beautiful sweet fragrance. He asked the honeysuckle if she would care to grow on the hillsides and spread her beauty and fragrance amongst the barren slopes. But the honeysuckle explained that she needed a wall or a fence or even another plant to grow against, and for that reason, it would be quite impossible for her to grow in the hills.

So God then turned to one of the sweetest and most beautiful of all the flowers – the rose. God asked the rose if she would care to grace the rugged highlands with her splendour. But the rose explained that the wind and the rain and the cold on the hills would destroy her, and so she would not be able to grow on the hills.

Disappointed with the oak, the honeysuckle and the rose, God turned away. At length, he came across a small, low lying, green shrub with a flower of tiny petals -some purple and some white. It was a heather. God asked the heather the same question that he’d asked the others. “Will you go and grow upon the hillsides to make them more beautiful?”

The heather thought about the poor soil, the wind and the rain – and wasn’t very sure that she could do a good job. But turning to God she replied that if he wanted her to do it, she would certainly give it a try. God was very pleased. He was so pleased in fact that he decided to give the heather some gifts as a reward for her willingness to do as he had asked.

Firstly he gave her the strength of the oak tree – the bark of the heather is the strongest of any tree or shrub in the whole world. Next he gave her the fragrance of the honeysuckle – a fragrance which is frequently used to gently perfume soaps and potpourris. Finally he gave her the sweetness of the rose – so much so that heather is one of the bee’s favourite flowers. And to this day, heather is renowned especially for these three God given gifts.

With thanks to Speyside Heather Garden & Visitor Centre for the above story.

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