This is what two priceless bonsai look like at night sitting in the middle of the road that leads to the Pacific Bonsai Museum

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STOLEN BONSAI RETURNED! The Pacific Bonsai Museum is pleased to report that the two bonsai stolen from their secure, public exhibition space on Sunday, February 9, have both been mysteriously, miraculously RETURNED to the Museum.

Security guards discovered the pair of bonsai sitting on the road leading to the Museum at approximately 11 pm, Tuesday, February 11.

Here's the Japanese black pine that was stolen and miraculously returned 
It was grown from seed in a tin can by a Japanese American
while he was in an interment camp during World War II

And here's the other, a Silverberry that has been a bonsai since 1946
and was originally created by Kiyoko Hatanaka, who happened to be a woman 
A genuine a rarity in the Japanese bonsai community at the time

A piece of the Pacific Bonsai Museum with a little perspective

On First Seeing a U.S. Forest Service Aerial Photo of Where I Live
by James Galvin (from the Museum's facebook timeline)
All those poems I wrote
About living in the sky
Were wrong. I live on a leaf
Of a fern of frost growing
Up your bedroom window
In forty below

I live on a needle of a branch
Of a cedar tree, hard-bitten,
Striving in six directions,
Rooted in rock, a cedar
Tree made of other trees,
Not cedar but fir,

Lodgepole, and blue spruce,
Metastasizing like
Bacteria to the fan-
Lip of a draw to draw
Water as soon as it slips
From the snowdrift’s grip.

And flows downward from
Branch to root — a tree
Running in reverse.
Or I live on a thorn on a trellis —
Trained, restrained, maybe
Cut back, to hold up.

Those flowers I’ve only heard of
To whatever there is and isn’t
Above.

For more great photos and perhaps more great poems, visit the Pacific Bonsai Museum on Facebook. Or even better you could just visit the Pacific Bonsai Museum