I was really anxious to see the results of my brother-in-law's Windmill palm after spending its third winter - fully protected - in the barren winter tundra of Northern Ohio. The 3 year old palm had fared well the previous two winters, and according to my brother-in-law (Paul) , who had taken a few peaks during the long (and still going) winter, it was doing well. Needless to say I was a little startled when I peeked inside the enclosure to see what looked like the remnants of Union General Sherman's scortched earth policy. I think the poor devil has been cooked.
It seems that Paul, in an attempt to "really" protect it this winter, packed the plastic enclosure with straw, in addition to the 100 watt bulb which burned continuously since October. There's very little green left on the once impressive specimen, and EVERYTHING coming out of the middle was wet and moldy...but firm (read: a glimmer of hope).
We unpacked the poor thing and are keeping our fingers crossed that although it looks to be cooked on the outside, there's still a little spunk left on the inside.
Boy do I ever feel sorry for Paul.
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