Unzipped

The foxtail palms out back had all put up frond spikes when Carolyn was here two weeks ago, and she of course looked up at those big, bold lances and wondered how something so slim and tall turned into something so delicately arched and fluffy.

I tried to explain it to her, and pointed out the subtle little changes in the damned things every day -- but do you think they'd oblige by going much further? Of course not.

Only now have they started unzipping in earnest, turning into Giacometti maquettes of the Chrysler Building.