Sunday, March 07, 2010, 4:33 AM
Or should I say morning.
For whatever reason, I had the thought while being driven home by taxi tonight that when palm trees are left to grow wild, they look like black Q-tips against a gray sky at night. Or morning. I don't see the tall palms in the city--West Hollywood, Beverly Hills, etc. Those trees are trimmed regularly and the trucks look pineapples. Sometimes old or dying fronds will fall and those suckers are heavy, but they are quickly taken away when my back is turned.
At o-dark thirty in the morning, I notice the taxis and the homeless more than anything else. The other traffic doesn't really register because there is always traffic. But the night, the dark early morning, is exposed and vulnerable.