"At some little village we went aboard the street car. Being already in the hilly region, we skirted overhanging rocks and little streams trickled down tiny ravines to meet a foaming torrent below. There were landscapes of long distances with bits of flashing blue sky seen through wood aisles. Every village window ledge has a pot of dwarf pine, chrysanthemums, or other flowering plants. The process by which the pine trees are dwarfed is a craefully guarded secret [sic] known only to the Japanese gardeners. Trees a century old are not more than ten or twelve inches high. The gnarled and twisted trunks and sprawling branches are considered very artistic..." 1 |
1 Henley, Annie L. A Year of Travel, Random Notes of a Trip Around the World -- June, 1911 to June 1912 (Birmingham, AL: Birmingham Publishing Company, 1912), pg. 30. |