I am still surprised every time I see this tree. There are three individual Crescentia Alatas that I know well but this one is my favorite. Actually, it is a pair of very old trees growing in the middle of granite boulders that are the home of a family of black iguanas. The fruit growing from the branches seems the work of a glue gun rather than evolution. The leaves also look somehow glued together and they grow lining the taller branches like armies of small people walking upward toward the sun. Even though the tree blooms throughout the year I have seen explosions of blooms after very heavy rains.
