I have always liked bamboo. It appeals to my eye and nose. I can remember seeing it at the Cincinnati Zoo when I was a kid, inside some of the animal enclosures. It seemed exotic to me, so very very jungly.
When I moved to North Carolina, I was surprised to find small stands of it here and there. There's a lovely stand of it at Duke Gardens, not far from where my husband and I got married. That's where I found out that it feels nice, too, if you run your hands down the stalks.
It's my understand that you're not allowed to plant it, because its an invasive species, but obviously some has made it into my little town, because here I am, on my walk today, standing among the shoots and trees. I felt so happy just being there. Maybe I'm secretly a panda.