I call it the bubble tree, though it does have a proper name I have meanwhile forgotten. It first appeared at home as a tiny potted plant from Ikea and has since grown and grown. It became at some point a monster of a tree, too heavy for its pot, and fell over. Half of it broke to pieces which gave birth to new plants, but I had to cut the rest to even it up some.
And now I notice a curious thing — in the places where it was cut, the bubbly tree sheds off excess growth, makes a clean stump and grows new leaves. It’s perfectly fit to repair the broken parts. Cut, clean, grow anew.