Every year, about this time of year, I remember that I want to plant sunflowers because … well … they are just fabulous aren’t they? They grow so tall, so quickly. They follow the sun across the sky. They brighten up any garden. AND when fully grown, they nod, heavy with seeds. Look at the patterns!
And every year, almost without fail, I forget. I put notes in my diary. I put seeds where I have to virtually trip over them. And still I forget.
So here is a picture of a sunflower, not a petal in sight. Just seeds and where they were once held. This sunflower head was probably about 40 cm across and heavy, heavy with seed. The seeds are furry! You don’t see that from far away.
If you peel that black skin, you can eat the seed as you continue walking. At least that’s what I do.