Tree in a Pot

Combining two of my hobbies, bonsai and pottery.

A wreath I made this year for the front door. All hand pieced and hand sewn.

Interesting article.

US National Bonsai Exhibition - 2014

Would love to go to this someday.

Felt bonsai #2.

My morning coffee.

New willow leaf ficus that I repotted. Got it from someone in Florida and it needed a better pot. I’m happy with it for now. I may air layer it next year and take the top off. We’ll see how it does over the winter.

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,

The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,

The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;

But O heart! heart! heart!

O the bleeding drops of red,

Where on the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;

Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,

For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,

For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

Here Captain! dear father!

The arm beneath your head!

It is some dream that on the deck,

You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,

My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,

The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,

From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;

Exult O shores, and ring O bells!

But I with mournful tread,

Walk the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.

-Walt Whitman.

RIP my Captain.

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A great talent will be greatly missed.

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New website I found that has online classes for gardening, cooking, and crafting.  Seems like a good idea.  This class about wiring seems a bit simple.  I wonder what the paid courses are like.