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This palmtree is my latest purchase for my terrace. It is quite tall, with palms reaching the level of my noze (something like 1m70). I don't know for sure what kind of washingtonia it is, it seems to be an hybrid between a filifera and a robusta.
I had this photo painted for me by Beryl Gausden I liked it so much. This shot is from our first trip to the Maldives in 2010.
Hawaii at sunset? No, Jubilee Park, West Hendon.
Technically the fences form the border with Kingsbury, so take your pick!
On the evening this picture was taken, I attended a dinner party in Mesa, along with a few members of an Italian group I belong to. Having noted that Agnieszka always takes her camera with her wherever she goes, I decided to follow her example and take mine with me for this occasion. The host gave us a guided tour of his garden, in which he took a good deal of well-deserved pride; and during the tour, I noticed these twin palm trees just outside his yard, and decided they would make a good photograph. I took several shots from different locations and angles, and this one emerged as clearly the best of the lot. (I used the optical zoom feature on my camera, and took it from a distance of perhaps 150 feet.) Thank you, Agnieszka, for teaching me how to be prepared for photographic opportunity when it presents itself, as it often seems to do in the most ordinary and mundane of circumstances.
I like to joke that excepting only Barry Goldwater and perhaps a dozen other people, nobody has ever been born in Arizona; they are all born elsewhere, then eventually end up here. Thus, there is no such thing as an outsider in Arizona. For that reason, the palm tree should, in my view, be designated as the official state symbol. It is, after all, not indigenous to Arizona; rather, someone imported a few of them here, perhaps a hundred years or so ago, after which they decided they liked the place, took root, and thrived. Just as so many people have done over the years since.
What is in a picture. My life.
As I was shooting this normal looking palm tree plantation, little that I know a cobra is watching me. With my son trailing, I consider us very lucky.