Saturday, September 13, 2014
My crop of sunflowers is small this year. I don't mean in number but in size. Each spring when we buy our seeds, I always get a packet or two of sunflowers. I make sure that one contains 'Monster' seeds. When they bloom they have flowers that measures about 14 inches in diameter. They are quite something to see waving in September breezes. Now that our bountiful daisies have passed, the bright yellow stage is reserved for our sunflowers. The marque reads this morning: "Now Playing- Sunflowers". However, I guess last springtime I must have just reached for the packets of regular size and the colorful orange and reds, because there are no gigantic 'faces' struting their stuff this fall. Oh well... For now the bees are reigning on the faces, and as soon as the October winds hit the birds will have their banquet. Making my way up the snowy path in January in the midst of a snowstorm, I'll hear the icy sound of the precipitation on the dead stalks, knee deep in snow. Come April, they'll be thrown on the burning pile of brush, as the garden readies for another cycle.