This year, the one thing Noah wanted planted in our garden were "giant flowers." So, Mark let him plant sunflowers. But not just any sunflowers--they planted twelve foot sunflowers. All summer long we've watched the stalks grow and grow and grow. It's almost been like watching Jack's Beanstalk grow. The boys like to climb through the stalks and pretend it's a forest they're so big. They really are gigantic and yet--no blossoms. All of our neighbors' sunflowers have blossomed. And when we were at the farm picking blueberries, I pointed out that their sunflowers had blossomed. But Noah remained steadfast and faithful and pointed right back at me that they weren't twelve foot sunflowers and it didn't matter. His would surely bloom in time. And that they did. Look what appeared yesterday--but a "bloomed sunflower" of course. They are absolutely gorgeous and amazing. Way to go Noah!
**That's not a 12-foot sunflower you say? Well, you are right. That is one of the shortest of the bunch. As soon as our 12-footer has blossomed, we'll be posting a picture. Just you wait. You will be amazed.
