Zhan's Garden (Continued)

To give you a sense of scale, the large citrus fruits piled on the plates below are pomelos. They are twice the size of grapefruits. The small citrus fruits are regular-sized oranges. Of course, if you have seen the post with pictures of plums and carrots here, you may reasonably believe that by now I have lost my American sense of "regular-sized" produce.

I wish these were photos of trees so big that I could not fit even the bottom of their trunks into the viewfinder... but, alas, these are the roots of some bonzai (or, as I have learned, penzai 盆栽, the older Chinese term from which the Japanese term was derived).






Below are pictures of what may have been misguided kindnesses on the good Chinese son's part. Mom, I promise that if I ever become a good Chinese son and build you your own garden, I will not decorate it with ancient furniture in hopes of making you feel at home with things from your own time. Nor will I refer to you as a relic in need of protection or put a sign on your bedroom door requesting that no one damage you. I've been tackled my you before. I know you don't need any such protection.