Marie Carmichael Stopes, A Journal from Japan: A Daily Record of Life as Seen by a Scientist
“ I went to the cycad trees for a while and worked at them. How huge they are! The one on which I am now sitting, eight feet or so above the ground, spreads all round me like a grove of trees, but is only one much-branched individual. At my feet, in the main trunk of the tree, is a minute temple, but I think the gods have deserted it, for within is only one image half a foot high, from which the paint has worn away.THE CURIOUS BENT CYCAD IN THE TEMPLE GROUNDS.Opposite me is a funny old cycad, not branched at all but bent. ”
