But I stray. After building an extravangant winter protection system for the palm for the last three years, I declared that this winter, it was officially established and would go the test of Old Man Winter alone. Except for some mulching, the Palm fared beautifully, not showing any cold damage despite the lows in Northwest DC ranging on several nights from 7-9 degrees Fahrenheit. It's in the process right now of putting up three new fronds, and almost seems to be doing better than the winters when I protected it (I have a theory about that -- I think the combination of south facing location, heating cables and a plastic shelter sent some of the temperatures inside the palm hut to dangerously high levels on the first couple of warm spring days.)
It has a smaller counterpart in very close proximity, and the jury is still out on how well that one did. There's some obvious leaf damage in the emerging frond, but it's firmly attached and doesn't pull out (a clear sign that the Palm has perished)
The larger specimen, featured here, shows its beautiful characteristic furry trunk, and it light green fronds.
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