Last Saturday I did something I’d been thinking about for years. I went to a bonsai class. Now I’ve loved bonsai since I was a kid. And when I moved back to California in 1986, I took classes from a bonsai master while I was in the Bay Area. Then I moved up here to the foothills, where its hot and dry all summer. Between the heat and the deer, I eventually gave up on my bonsai. Periodically over the years, I would buy little trees, and in fact I have quite a few right now still in pots. But bigger pots, where the roots won’t dry out so easily.
There’s been a notice on the checkout desk at the local nursery for years–bonsai class fourth Saturday of each month.FINALLY, I remembered to copy down the phone number, wrote it on my calendar, and actually went to the class. One…
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