My palm tree is doomed.
The palm tree in question is a lovely specimen of the species that lives in the backyard of my house in West Los Angeles. The palm tree is not exceedingly tall and skinny, but it’s unmissable and majestic. It’s leafy, shady and inviting — everything, indeed, that a palm tree of this type should be.
I fell in love with the palm tree the second I saw it, and it was a principal reason why I wanted to buy this particular house. I’ve been told that’s an unusual reason to choose a house.