Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Friend of Fronds


I showed you the tall Cane Palms in our yard a few days ago. This Cane Palm is a self pruner. They turn Red then brown then fall to the ground..



To me they are beautiful even dead and on the ground. Except they do need to be hauled to the curb for trash pickup..
Fronds turn Red
Then they are dead
they fall to the ground
and no longer  need to be around
To the curb they must go
Oh NO Oh NO
 NOT my JOB.... 
THAT belongs to BOB...


20 comments:

Jo said...

Thank goodness these palms are self pruners. In my experience, your hands get sliced badly trying to work with the fronds. I like the rhyme! I'm trying to get back into blogging visits again. Forgive me for being so absent! Blessings Jo

eileeninmd said...

Hello, they do turn a pretty color. Pretty Cane Palm. Cute poem! Enjoy your day and the week ahead!

Linda P said...

I like the idea of a self pruning plant and hubby would too! They look pretty with the sun shining through them. I like the rhyme.

Madi and Mom said...

MOLMOLMOLMOL
MS YOU ARE POET AND YOU KNOW IT!!! THAT IS SO GOOD AND SO FUNNY
HUGS MADI AND MOM

Dory and the Mama said...

That is the best frond poem I have ever heard!
Smileys!
Dory, Jakey, Arty & Bilbo

SweetMarie said...

pretty pretty pretty! I still have Florida through your posts. :) love you poem!! you're one talented cookie!!

Denise inVA said...

Now what does Bob think of your prose, lol! :) Well, I enjoyed it and loved those beautiful photos. I can understand your love for fronds. I love the ferns we get up here. Your palms are always so tropical looking and remind me of our vacations in Florida. You've caught the contrasting colors beautifully when it gets ready to fall to the ground.

HOOTIN ANNI said...

You got that right!! Altho, 'round here it's Bud's job. [couldn't think of anything dealing with the chore that rhymes with Bud tho! Daggnabit]

HOOTIN ANNI said...

ps....love, love LOVE your coloring book of all things tropical and green. Cool storage unit too. Clever gal.

As for pencils or markers....I never bought markers...I bought only colored pencils. I now have 68 different colors. And have nearly used up all the black already. lol

Do show some of your coloring work when you have time. I'll show you mine if you show me yours. *wink

Gail said...

Oh, what a fire they would make!

Ruth Hiebert said...

The brown fronds are lovely in their own way.

JP A Quiet Corner said...

I remember seeing and dealing with them when I stayed at my sister's!...:)JP

Ann said...

I love your palm fronds whether they're green read or dead. I also love your poem.

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

Thise palms are beautiful, SNdra, even when they have dried up. And, the poeam was a hoot!

Linda said...

Good luck with that!!! Louis Dean was spray painting some railing he is using to reinforce our new gazebo. I watched as he finished and the can was empty and he TOSSED IT OVER HIS SHOULDER where it fell to the ground - never to be thought of again - by HIM!!!

jandi said...

I like your rhyme! they can be quite heavy!

Debby@Just Breathe said...

Enjoyed your poem!

Rose said...

LOL!

Betty Manousos said...

these are some seriously great photos, sandra. well done!
i love palm trees. they have such a beautiful architecture.
cute poem, too!

Ida said...

I think those fronda are really cool looking and that poem was spot-on.