There is no friend like the old friend, who has shared our morning days,
No greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise:
Fame is the scentless sunflower, with gaudy crown of gold;
But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.
~ Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.
Sunflowers draw their energy and warmth from the sun. That one fact prevents us from growing them on our property. Living in a shady, forested mini-wood has its drawbacks.
Yet, sunflowers bring cheer, energy, brightness, and good feelings whether growing in your yard or neighboring field, or in a vase on a table in your living room or on your deck.
Although they can’t speak aloud to us, their message is one of friendship and good feelings. Odd that man is incapable, even with his wide vocabulary, of extending kindness to those around him.
We could take a lesson from the sunflower as she exudes grace and acceptance of the world around her. She allows chipmunks, squirrels, bees, and others to feast at her center filled with seeds and pollen.
And where does she find what she needs for tomorrow and the next day? She spends her days tracking the sun to warm herself and attract pollinators. In the morning, she is positioned to face the sun as it rises to prepare herself for another day of work, or is it pleasure? I doubt we’ll ever know.
GREAT PHOTOGRAPH, THEY DO LOOK FANTASTIC, CHINA
China, thanks for your kinds words. However, I can’t take credit for the photograph; it’s one I found on Unsplash.
I’ve always loved sunflowers…they seem so happy.
I’ve always thought they look happy, Jill. Their bright blossoms following the sun and bouncing in the wind.
Yes, I agree, sunflowers are happy blooms. Before our son took a bike tour of Europe years ago, he planted sunflowers in front of our porch. He did it on the sly. Maybe he thought it would cheer me because he was gone nearly five weeks. I’m thankful he came back intact. 🙂
Yes, happy blooms, Marian. I love your story of your son planting sunflowers in front of the porch, on the sly. Five weeks is a long time for mama to have to wait. So thankful he was intact when he returned.
Ha. I found you. Thanks for the like, but your contact info doesn’t show up.
Hi, Mike! Good to see you found me, but I’m puzzled about the missing contact info. Could you let me know what you’re referencing? BTW, I’m enjoying your writing.
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