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Reclaiming its





                              wild heritage






                              JUNIPERUS SABINA


                              ALPINE WIND                                 By Danilo Scursatone, Italy


                                                                          Photos by Nicoleta Baciu, Italy
                                                                          Translation by Danilo Scursatone and Joe Grande





                                      ome years ago, in a well-known bonsai   Many years passed and the Juniperus was still there
                                      nursery, I was struck by a yamadori Juniperus  in the nursery, given its high price and the difficulties
                                      sabina collected in the Pennine Alps whose  for a possible bonsai shaping. Time passed and the
                                      accentuated features immediately took me  Juniperus sabina is now very well adapted to life in
                              Sback to the environment from which it  “captivity.”
                              came. I was fascinated.                       Constant fertilizing, watering and repotting were
                                The curves of its mighty trunk, scarce branching,  favorable to its growth until it was transformed into a
                              deadwood (jin and shari) and its considerable age, told  garden bush. The Juniperus was still very nice, but had
                              of a life lived in an extreme environment where winds,  lost the link to the natural environment where it had
                              heavy snowfalls, freezing, and nutritional deficiencies  grown and therefore its primordial charm.
                              left their unequivocal signs of trauma.       The yamadori had become like a cultivar, similar
                                A mountain lover like me could not remain  to many other cultivars grown to adorn some garden
                              indifferent to such a call, a living entity from the Alps,  of some house. The winds of the Alps no longer
                              was here in a lowland nursery to tell me its story and  flowed violently through its branches. The signs of
                              the environment from which it came.         the environment, to which it belonged were hidden
                                                                          by dense foliage.

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