Considering that it has been a over a month since I commenced my garden adventures I feel a bit of back tracking is in order.
My fascination with Bonsai began after watching the incredibly beautiful, and clearly, inspiring video ‘American Shokunin’ on Vimeo. It breathed tranquility, passion and respect for nature- hence for the following week I dreamed of becoming a Bonsai Master.
However, this is reality after all, and as much a Bonsai interested me I never thought I would actually acquire a Bonsai, let alone practice the ancient art. It seemed awfully intimidating with its tradition and grace, and I wasn’t exactly the most patient individual, so I put the dream aside and resumed my usual life- a life involving very little garden interaction. Time continued.
A little while along the track I fell in love with the idea of self-sufficiency- I had always enjoyed cooking and had recently jumped on the sustainability band wagon, what’s more my father had suggested that I take over his vegetable patch. This, I must mention, came as rather a surprise, I hardly had the best track record, and any freak successes were strongly shadowed by neglect and death. However I had been beginning to actually choose to spend my time outdoors, so growing my own produce didn’t seem too unappealing.
My 22nd birthday arrived and I received… another art magazine, (alas amongst other items, my relations are very generous.) Yet being the horribly ungrateful daughter I am, I asked if I could exchange it. This is when the magazine ‘The Plant’ entered my life and within its delightful pages I discovered an article fittingly titled ‘The Path of a Bonsai Master.’ I concluded this was a sign, took a leap of self-faith and decided to take up Bonsai as a hobby. I admit it took a while to actually go out and buy a starter tree- I was freaking out that I would inevitably kill it, but early September saw me rock up at Bonsai Farm and after a good hour or two finally decide on my first tree. Juniperus Pingii.