Sasha’s enjoying the warm sun while Bossa Nova sways lullabies to the roasting turkey and a well-warmed house awaits warm people. Happy Thanksgiving gentle readers.
Cycas Revoluta, or the Sago Palm, has a deceiving name. It is not a palm at all, but a cycad. Cycads have been around for millions of years. Ever since the Mesozoic Era. That means that Tyrannosaurus Rex may have used them as butt scratchers 200 million years ago. And they would have already been around for 50 million years just waiting for some sweet T. Rex butt scratchin’.
Let that sink in for a minute. The vastness of that time span. This is truly an ancient species and one that has recently become very popular as an ornamental plant. I see them all over Southern California, but they can grow almost anywhere in the US. They are very cold hardy for such a tropical species. All of the box stores carry them, all of the nurseries. However, in all my nursery and Home Depot trips, I have yet to see a single warning label about the high levels of toxins in every part of this plant. Not a one.
Any animal that eats any part of this plant is in serious trouble. Even humans. To a cat, or a dog, Sago seeds are a yummy treat. They can’t help but enjoy the crunchy nutty flavor. The thing is, after only 12 hours of ingestion, they have a 50-75% chance that they will be dead by the end of the day. Now, let that sink in. Continue reading “The Sago Palm: Ancient, Beautiful and Actively Trying to Kill Your Family.”
I write this with an ounce of humility. Being from my home town of Buffalo, NY has afforded me a bit of street cred when it comes to getting humbled by weather of all sorts. Living in San Diego for the last 16 years partially wipes away that hard earned street cred. But not all of it. Continue reading “Memories of Spring for my Buffalo Peeps”