Sunday, 16 March 2008

Palm Sunday

Palm trees aren't exactly cold climate plants but there are very old palms in Honour Gardens in Lawson - a symbol of remembrance for the men who fought during World War 1. There are more recently placed palms along the highway at Blaxland. These caused a furour for being ill-placed trees more reminiscent of a Sydney beachside suburb than a town in the Blue Mountains. I even have a tall skinny, and probably old, specimen in my garden with a small top-knot of fronds popping out above the dense twine of mature trees.

Photo: Palm, Honour Gardens Lawson

Words to walk with:
The Donkey by G.K. Chesterton
"When forests walked and fishes flew
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood,
Then, surely, I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening bray
And ears like errant wings—
The devil's walking parody
Of all four-footed things:

The battered outlaw of the earth
Of ancient crooked will;
Scourge, beat, deride me—I am dumb—
I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour—
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout around my head
And palms about my feet.

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