The Sunflower
In our western Massachusetts U.S.A. garden, we were delighted by a healthy crop of sunflowers in one of our beds in the back garden. We did not have much luck with these yellow beauties in the past. Perhaps it was something to do with the seeds? One thing I find peculiar is that almost all of the sunflowers bend their faces to the north. Whatever their personal preferences, I am partial to the sunflower and I'm thrilled they are liking their home in my garden. Next year, I want more of them!
Ah Sunflower
Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done;
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!
William Blake
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done;
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!
William Blake
I am happy that you did so well this year with your sunflowers, and happier still you shared them with us. They are magnificent and I think that little visitor in your last photo thinks so too.
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An English Girl Rambles
I particularly like the first sunflower photo... beautiful! L
ReplyDeleteThese sunflowers are so glorious! You have captured the most stunning detail!
ReplyDeleteWonderful sunflowers!
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