Those are wonderful. . . Its unlikely I will live long enough or are going to become skilled enough to ever create one of those. . .
You know I have compared bonsai to many things in the past
and I still agree with those comparisons but this is another one
that occurred to me the other day. You can compare it to games.
Hopscotch is like taking care of a potted mum from purchase to frost.
Board games are like cookie cutter landscapes play with them a little but basically leave them alone.
Tennis- a series of short lived potted plants
Football- growing a few pots of your Grandmother's boxwood
Golf, that game you cannot "win", is more like bonsai.
no two rounds the same
mad skills to develop
many techniques to learn them with
full of characters and legends
yet
there is no end to it. You cannot "win";
you cannot complete one work of art.
Oh you can finish a round. But when your
time is done. The trees move on just like a
set of "good" clubs. They gain patina, character, beauty;
just like those clubs. Their new owner takes pride in his
"lucky find" and begins to care for them. Taking his turn
at the tee.
When my buzzer goes off I hope they have to pry my fingers
from around a branch that I was positioning when I left.
And
that at some point in the distant future someone sees a curve,
a twist, a bend that I put in one of my trees and smiles.
To wish for more
than that is futile.
