Saturday, September 5, 2009

Bonsai


I love bonsai trees.  Love them.  Adore them.  I would marry them if I could.  There is something intense and magical about their proportions, their age, their wisdom.  I have an intensely physical response to a bonsai tree. 

A week ago Lindsay and I went to the Botanical Gardens here in Montreal.  We came across a small garden of bonsai trees.  I was reminded of how much I feel a connection to these miniature trees.  Here are a few photos of our adventure:

 
My favorite.

 
 We thought this one looked like a small forest -- Lindsay is providing the small people . . . 

 
A view of the Japanese garden with the Olympic Stadium in the background.
It was good to connect to plants and nature . . . and Japan again.  It is very grounding to walk among plants and nature.  Of course, we topped off our visit with a trip to the Insectarium . . . left me with a bit of the creepy crawlies, but entertaining nonetheless.
p.s.  For incredibly good bonsai trees, the Brooklyn Botanic Garden has the best (no offense, Montreal . . . ). 

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