I think sunflowers are the happiest flowers on earth. I love them. So you can imagine my unbridled joy when I saw these Friday growing along the highway leading to my hometown.
Giddy, I tell you. I was just giddy.
Small Fry was asleep, so I missed getting his picture amongst ALL THE HAPPY SUNFLOWERS, but Tater Tot was awake and therefore subject to my picture-taking frenzy. At first, he wasn’t all too thrilled at having to pose for a picture, and he had a hard time focusing on anything other than the sea of grasshoppers and bumble bees buzzing about in the grass in front of him.
But then he relaxed a little and let me take another dozen or so pictures.
I’m still smiling.
(Of course, the sunflowers were planted as bait for a dove shoot when dove season opens in September. That part makes me sad.)
Until then I’ll keep smiling at all the happy.