Living in the South means many things. And when I say “the South,” I mean my South in Charleston, South Carolina. Southern residence means 2 months of snow-free winter (instead of 6 riddled with snow), being outdoors for sun and sand year round, and great (I mean GREAT) food. Seriously, ask my thighs. One huge perk of the South, to me, is the existence of plentiful and plush palm trees. There is just something about a palm tree that makes me feel like I’m on a permanent vacation!
We’re not the only ones feeling the palm tree love. I mean, not any old tree is incorporated into a state flag. [Pause for a little history.] Apparently, the palm was added to our State’s Flag in 1861 in tribute to General William Moultrie for keeping the British Fleet from capturing the Charleston Harbor. “What does that have to do with a tree,” you ask? Well, Fort Moultrie on Sullivan’s Island (10 miles or so from us) was made out of palmetto logs from the Sabal Palmetto (our palm tree). That there’s a connection [insert Southern accent]. And yes, there will be a test on this, people.
The palmetto is our State Tree. There’s a palm tree on our State’s Quarter and on our State’s Seal. South Carolina is nicknamed the “Palmetto State.” Is there anymore evidence needed here? I didn’t think so! Palm trees rock!
South Carolina Flag
South Carolina Quarter
South Carolina Seal
The sticker on the back of my car (I swear, at least 50% of SC cars have one!)
Our baby palms on our screened-in patio out back (we just fixed it up back there – doesn’t it look cute?!)
I am doing my very best as a 8-month-in-Southern-newbie to notice every palm tree in its waving glory. The day they lose my attention is the day I am no longer aloud to say, “I’m new in town.” Not cool and not gonna happen anytime soon.
So, in order to capitalize on how happy palm trees make us – we decided to buy one for our front lawn! Why not be able to look out our ginormous kitchen window and see our very own palm tree on the daily? We couldn’t figure out a reason why, so we pulled the trigger. After what felt like months and months (but was really a few weeks), our warmer climate dream came true. And now I introduce to you to our baby…Spikey (he’s got some growing to do)! →
There he is!
I can’t wait to watch him grow!
Now let’s be honest about what I’m MOST excited about…decorating that bad boy with lights at Christmastime. Ohhhh, yeah!
Tip: Click on pictures to make them larger. I know, Captain Obvious.