End of the season sunflowers. Small but mighty! My garden. Windsor, Ontario. © Rita Jacques 2017.
I’ve always loved sunflowers since I was a youngster. The towering yellow flowers make me smile. Dad wouldn’t plant them in the front yard like I requested back then. However, in later years, he always planted a row of sunflowers at the edge of his vegetable garden right up until his last summer. This year,… Continue reading A Growing Tribute
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Well, summer’s fading a bit and so are the sunflowers. I thought I’d outsmart the squirrels. Last year, they’d dart up the stalks of my sunflowers, snap off the heads and run with them across the street. And, knock over the plants in the process. What I decided to do was lop off the heads… Continue reading Natural Order of Things
When I was a young girl, my Dad told me we couldn’t plant sunflowers in the front yard. Well, I’m all grown up now. Rebel, rebel! There were a few shrubs on the corner of our front yard which had been irritating me. If I planted flowers nearby, they’d be eaten up by bugs attracted… Continue reading Sunflowers in the Front Yard
Anyone who knows me knows that I love sunflowers and the homeless. Across the street from the shelter a local business grows sunflowers alongside the wall of their building each summer. Last night, I saw a homeless man sleeping on the bench in front of the sunflowers. It’s a little tricky to see in the… Continue reading Homeless among the Sunflowers