I went out looking for light bubbles ON PURPOSE this afternoon. I knew precisely where to find them. They always dance in the palms when the setting sun plays with them late in the afternoon. If you listen carefully, you can hear them singing. I also found the large family of mosquitoes who live under the palms. UGH. These leaves were swaying gracefully in the breeze the way they always do. They look like long-legged dancers to me. I love palm trees. I am fascinated with everything about them. I grew up in the Piedmont area of North Carolina, USA, where there are no palms. I think that’s why they interest me now. I have a Queen Palm, Pygmy Date Palms and these Fan Palms. The background on my blog is a photograph of one of my Fan Palm leaves.
We wrap the Pygmy Date Palm trunks in Christmas lights, burlap and tarps. We double-bag the tops with nursery bags too. We have to do this in order to keep them warm when it freezes here. I had to replace the Pygmies one year. That is a big deal for Romero. I think the kids and I are the only people in our little neighborhood who keep palms. They are a lot of trouble in the winter. I have to worry about them.
No, the top photograph is not the bottom one with the legs cut off. 🙂