I love sunflowers and wanted row of toddler sized heads of them bobbing back and forth greeting passers by with their youthful radiance in the yard. In my mind I almost waved to them while planting a package of seeds this spring. Alas, it was not to be. Many grew, but few endured the wild winds, lack of water and competition with hardier plants.
Pictured is the lone survivor standing front and center in the flowerbed. When does that ever happen? Watching and waiting for it's full petaled arrival early one morning had us on pins and needles. Like a child, it opened when it was 'Good and ready'.
Unlike a kid the survivor stood still for it's multiple photo shoot. With the summer season clock ticking to an end we will try, try again, next year.
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