Every year since the Man and I got married, I have planted giant sunflowers. I guess you can call me the crazy sunflower lady. Go ahead, I don’t care. I love ’em.
The Man’s sister, Sissy, did a good job of watering the garden while we were on vacation, but even with proper watering, the sunflower’s lifespan is always short under the desert sun. The plants are just about dead. Until next year, my sun beauties.