Season of Sunflowers -- I got published!
Please go to EUCALYPTUS & ROSE * to see my Posthumous Epistolary Nature Piece, and my first publication! Season of Sunflowers To my Dearest M, You… I know not what I did to deserve the undying love you gave to me. If you are reading this, then I am gone, and you mourn. And you must mourn. It is as much a part of existence as a sunflower bows its stem; the weight of purpose bringing its petals towards the earth. Remember that day, when you asked me to wear that sundress, a white and yellow gingham with billowy layers and embroidered knots, and my straw hat with matching ribbon. We went to see the newborn foal out at Green Mountain Ranch. On the way we passed a field of sunflowers bursting with golden pride against a bluebird sky. Their umber faces urging themselves taller than the scarecrow, following the sun as if worshippers to the solstice. Heliotropism, you called it. You told me, on cloudy days the young blossoms will turn toward each other -- giving each other loving light