I love looking up at these trees from our carport. There is something about the date palm shape - reminds me of fireworks- juxtaposed with the rigid vertical lines of the lodgepole pines. And the sound the wind makes in each one is so distinct and so different. The palm sounds like rain, only a little calckity (I'm pretty sure that's not a word, but it describes the sound well.) -more like a rain stick sound because the individual fronds are quite rigid. The pines whistle and remind me of being in the mountains. It often seems strange that they grow so near one another.
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