One parlor palm made those funny string-of-beads seed stems again. This time I delayed in cutting it off, and one day noticed they had become bright yellow. And then sitting in the living room I heard a faint pat-patter: they were falling off onto the floor.
I've been gathering them up as they fall. Some landed in the pot and those I left to see if they actually do grow. I told my husband: I could grow an entire forest of palms for us!