Last year I spent lots of time trying to grow sunflowers. My garden is too wet and has too little sun in these woods, but I was determined to add some of the sunny faces to my garden. They are the flowers of nursery rhymes and fairy tales and add necessary whimsy to one's yard. The few long-time readers may recall I got about a dozen plants zooming up, and when they were about 2 feet tall and forming flower heads, my eager visitors, the rabbits, ate them one by one! Some former acquaintances of Mr. McGregor, I assume.
Now this summer on my back deck, a bird that felt sorry for me, shared his winter food and planted a sunflower in my pansy pot! It grows lonely and tall in the pot. I stake it and water it and I am rewarded with this sunny smile. You cannot be in a bad mood standing next to a sunny flower taller than you!