(Sunflowers, Sept. 2006)

Aren’t these gorgeous? They look like giant mums.

M (the Elder) planted a bunch of sunflower seeds near the pine trees last year and we mostly got your average type of sunflower (which are very pretty, of course). This year these beauties showed up.

Since they haven’t gone to seed yet, I’m wondering…will the birds like these as much as the others? I guess we’ll have to wait and see.

M the Younger came by yesterday, as planned. He’s found a band to play in and will be their drummer provided it all works out ok (that they’re all compatible, etc.). It’s a grunge type band. They sound a little like Green Day, but they’re not imitators. They do their own, original, stuff. I’d point you towards a website, but as far as I can tell they don’t have one. Google isn’t finding them, at any rate.

That’s about it from the Bogs for now.

Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men or animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock. ~Henry Ward Beecher, Star Papers: A Discourse of Flowers

One Comment on “Sunflowers”

  1. Anonymous says:

    Beautiful!! Cool site by the way! Love ya, your sis T

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