From my writing spot, I can see the flickering of yellow through the thick leaves of the Gingko and Hawthorne trees, and I know it’s the Sunflowers dancing in the breeze. Summer has ended, or ending, depending on which calendar you follow, (I personally honor Lammas as the first day of fall,) and Sunflowers are one of those in-between seasons plants. Th…
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