Shortly after entering North Dakota we were blessed with a
field of sunflowers. Sunflowers are one
of my very favorite flowers. They always
look so cheery and I like that they grow so tall. After that initial field we didn’t see too
many for a few days.
We were told by a woman in Enderlin that many farmers stopped
growing them because it had been so wet in previous years. I guess when it is wet the cattails grow with
the flowers and crows nest in them and eat the sunflowers. She said that they can decimate a crop. I guess this year would have been dry enough
for the sunflowers.
Then today I saw a number of fields of them – it was
amazing. It looked like yellow paint
spilt on the ground for as far as the eye could see.
2 comments:
Ahhh, you make me homesick. There were fields of them like this in Italy. I know just the feeling.
Fantastic scenery of the enormous yellow splashes! Your friends and family know of your fondness for sunflowers, so this seems like a fabulous and joyous celebration in the midst of the travail and challenges of the road. A huge congrats to you both for persevering and now surpassing the 50-squared milestone of adventure.
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