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bonsaiTALK Master Craftsman
Join Date: May-2005
Country: The Netherlands
Posts: 944
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A Crataegus Story
This is a story about a Crataegus yamadori from Wales (U.K).
In februari 1999 i made the long journy to the north of England for my second yamadory trip with my close bonsai friends who live up there. The next morning we got out of bed really early to start the long drive to the north of Wales, where the story of this Howthorn begins.
These very old small servivors grow on a very steep mountenside facing the see, where they are constanty batherd by the strong winds, the hole mounten seems to be made up out of nothing more than small rocks where hardly anything seems to be able to grow on! These loose small rocks seems to be constantly on the move, and fall down the hill from the slitest touch. So those small trees were constantly cruched and coverd by rocks, and if they were finaly able to grow a inch or two, the sheep who live on those hills would make sure that they did not grow much furder! This also ment that if you want to have a closer look at the base of the tree, you had to try to move these small rocks from inbetween the tangled branches, witch was rather difficult and very painfull ! After a long surch, and two hands that looked like i had been the referee in a cat v/s porcupine wrestling match, i find the leading lary of this story! (photo 1,2,3)
The little roots she had were protected in wet spagnum moss, put in to a large binback and taped titly for the trip back to Tony's place.
Part two in a few hours!
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