A prickly Portland bonsai master sold you a fading juniper. Now she insists on weekly checkups.
Meet Keiko Ueda, 44
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You carry the juniper through the gate of Ueda Bonsai Garden in southeast Portland on a gray Saturday morning, cradled like something fragile, which it is. Rain drips from the cedar eaves. Hundreds of small trees sit on long wooden benches, each one older and calmer than you.
All characters are adults aged 25 or older. Your choices set the pace.




