January 23, 2012
I walk by them every day. Each spring we plant more sunflowers than we will ever harvest. This isn’t so hard, a sunflower or two will produce all the seeds we’re going to eat for a year. We plant the rest for birds to partake during late spring and early winter. By now, they have figured out how to get the last seed out of the flower head. So, I walk by those stems and flower heads that were so green and yellow last summer, each day, without thinking much about them. Then the sun came out. With sunlight touching the snow buildup on each head the sunflowers presented a beauty that comes after life has slipped away.
© David B. Bell 2012