Meet Genie, my Bonsai tree. To quote the Hobbits from those ringed lord books and movies, I share a love for all things that grow. I don’t keep a garden. I have only two plants. One of which is Genie. Yes it’s a she, yes she has a name, and yes I somehow managed not to kill her.
A year ago I moved into my new place and thought some plant life would liven up my apartment. Watching her grow is a pleasure and a delight. Every day she doesn’t die I figure I’m doing something right. Besides conjuring memories from the Karate Kid I’ve always thought these special trees bring a certain feeling of tranquility and zen to an environment. A tiny tree growing in the palm of your hand. How magical! Now I know what you’re thinking, it’s just a plant you tree loving hippy. And to you I say, well yeah, duh.
I love being reminded that with enough love and tenderness a beautiful thing can grow. I’m pretty sure this somehow relates to writing but I’ll spare you the obvious. Genie may not talk, meow, hug, move, or do anything else but I know she’s happy I haven’t killed her. And that makes me happy in return.
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