When I think of sunflowers, I think of children.
Sharing the wonder of planting, growing and reaping something of beauty—with such grandeur, that it becomes an impressive experience, long remembered.
A small seed to place in the soil—surging toward the sunshine, standing strong against the wind. Watching each sunrise.
Reminding us how small we are, too.
A simple lesson of life.
A simple, summer pleasure.
But the actual sunflower itself is anything but simple. What we casually call a "flower" is, in fact, a dense cluster of many tiny flowers, called "florets", each producing one fruit. And the pattern of their spiral arrangement in the center of each flower head, is successive Fibonacci numbers. How incredible! 
And, to think, I regard it as a simple, summer pleasure.
5 comments:
Oooohhhh! Beautiful, Nina. I haven't seen sunflowers this pretty for quite a few years. Thanks for sharing.
Simple pleasures ARE the best! A friend is letting me help with his vegetable garden this summer in exchange for produce. At planting time, I brought sunflower seeds, along with everything else. Unfortunately, the deer/rabbits ate all the plants before we got a fence up. So thank you for posting pictures of yours for me to enjoy!!
So very very pretty. You show how lovely ordinary flowers can be.
Dear Nina,
Lovely sunflowers. I too have a sunflower garden. I plant one every year. I dry the heads for winter bird seed.
Lovely.
Sherry
Such beautiful, happy faces. I haven't planted sunflowers in years, but usually a few come up from the seeds that fall from my feeders in the winter.
ruth
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