Not sure when my love for sunflowers began, but it wasn't that long ago. At one time I wondered why anyone would bother to plant these monstrocities. "Just big and ugly," I thought. Perhaps I see life a bit differently with a certain measure of experience and wisdom. See how the light shines through every petal? How round and texturized the center is? How some of the petals have been moved with the wind. The wind marking its' path with gentle folds? A trip to the garden can change a person-for the better.
Not sure when my love for sunflowers began, but it wasn't that long ago. At one time I wondered why anyone would bother to plant these monstrocities. "Just big and ugly," I thought. Perhaps I see life a bit differently with a certain measure of experience and wisdom. See how the light shines through every petal? How round and texturized the center is? How some of the petals have been moved with the wind. The wind marking its' path with gentle folds? A trip to the garden can change a person-for the better.
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