What is it about palm trees that always make me stop and take notice?
Is it the island girl in me? The one who always longs for the beach and the feel of the hot white sand sliding between my toes?
Or is it the way they stand so tall...towering above all below them...with such majesty and grace.
Maybe it's because they think they're all that...dancing in the tropical breeze, swaying this way and that way, as they touch the sky.
I'm not sure what it is, but palm trees get me every time.
Happy spring break!
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