Monday, October 14, 2019


♪♫♪♫♪♫     Sunflower     ♪♫♪♫♪♫
Good mornin'.

♪♫♪♫♪♫    You sure do make it like a sunny day....
Sunflower by Glen Campbell
I planted sunflowers in the spring.
I loved them.  They made me smile.

In the fall the fuzzy bumbles flock to them - I guess I didn't realize this.
They work so hard.  Right up until it freezes and most die working.

When all of the petals fell off the sunflowers we cut them so I could harvest the seeds.  But on that particular day I ran out of time.  So I left the cuttings on my shed porch.  MISTAKE.

Soon thereafter, when I had an extra moment, I skipped outside all-happy-and-whatnot about taking care of the sunflowers, picturing myself planting my own sunflower seeds the next spring.

As I stepped onto the shed porch it occurred to me something was very wrong.  Things were not as I had left them.  Something, indeed, was very wrong.

And there he was.
Staring me in the eye dead on.  Holding his ground.  Up on his haunches, ready to spar.  With huge, puffy cheeks.  Full of MY sunflower seeds.

My jaw hung open as my heart pounded. Staring at the sunflower massacre in disbelief.  I finally managed to choke out the words: "Those...were not meant for you".  And he, in all of his wild furriness, squeaked once...turned...and ran away.

I have since recovered from the shock and have come to terms with the events of that day.
Besides, you can't help but respect the good work ethic and planning for winter on the chipmunk's part.  And there will still be sunflowers.  Because they make me smile.

~*~ Lisa


Prims By The Water said...

Sunflowers are my happy flower. I always left them for the Yellow Finches to eat, but I sure would have been spooked if I saw a chipmunk grabbing them. Janice

peggy said...

I will send you some seeds. I thought mine would be safe in the garage, but noooo, but I did have some put away to give away. Happy Thanksgiving!