When I first became interested in Bonsai gardening years ago; it grabbed me hard. I became almost obsessed with it. Books I read about it inspired me. Every time I went for a walk I would scrutinize every flower, shrub or tree studying what it might look like as a bonsai sculpture. But then, life happens. Jobs became more demanding. Kids and loved ones need lots of care and devotion, and rightly so. Dear ones become ill and frequent hospital stays become a way of life. My passion for this ancient practice cooled but never died. Then one day all my little creations (at least those that were still alive) called out to me. Come back. Slow down and appreciate living art, growing, changing and becoming more beautiful in the passing of time. Now, it’s a relaxing enjoyable hobby that makes me think about the wonder of God’s creation. Gotta go, my bonsai are calling.
Art is born of the observation and investigation of nature. – Cicero