I Can't Believe I Have A Plant Crush On A Palm
I can't believe I have a plant crush on a Palm. I hate Palms. Except not this one, the King Palm, Archontophoenix cunninghamiana.
The trunk is smooth; there are no stumps of old fronds to deal with because the entire frond falls cleanly from the trunk, by itself. No guys with whining fuming chainsaws required.
They form elegant, slim, graceful shapes.
A grove of them is even better.
The canopy is deep green, glossy. None of the yellow tattered rat's nest mess of the California weed palm. King palm fronds whisper in the wind, rather than clatter.
I can't believe I have a plant crush on a Palm.