I love how stately the CIDP's presence is.
And then there's that pineapple like crown. Palm trees resembling a pineapple, does it get any happier?
Well It does get better! Because in the SoCal sunshine, CIDPs are combined with the classic washingtonia that evoke the happy feelings of summertime and California road trips.
For a while, I actually didn't care for washingtonia robusta. I know that sounds blasphemous. And I have since changed my tune. It's actually quite beautiful how the ends of the fronds drape down gracefully. And then there is the way they reflect the sunshine with a golden shimmer.
And it's not just palm trees that shine in the golden glow of evening. I was so happy to see so many aloes when I was in California. I think aloes are one of those plants that I could have a serious problem with. Problem being that I LOVE them so much! And another problem being that I can grow so very few of them in my garden.
So when I get the chance, I have to admire them all that I can.
Can't you just imagine the perfect spot for this in your garden!? I know I can.
And while you might be thinking, really, another washingtonia? This is not just any washingtonia. It's my favourite, the washingtonia filifera or California fan palm. Distinctively different from most of the plantings of washingtonia you see in SoCal, the filifera is native to California, has a much fatter trunk and is actually slightly hardier than its close relative washingtonia robusta.
Not that hardiness is an issue in SoCal. *sigh* Imagine picking up plants at the garden centre without worrying about the hardiness zone.
But back to the "glow" and one of my all time favourites ... Olives!
I love these sweeping branches of foliar heaven. The undersides of each leaf literally glows gold in the evening sun. If we ever get some sunshine this winter, maybe I'll snap a few pictures of my olives showing off in the same fashion.
It's raining rosemary in the California sunshine!
Well I hope that this warm glow warms your heart on this dreary PNW day. For it to be dreary by November in the PNW standards, you know it has to be bad.