Isn't it amazing how seeing something can fill your mind with a flood of pictures and memories. I just saw my first sunflower bloom of the summer. It is a volunteer plant sown last winter scattered from the wild bird feeder. I always ask my husband to leave the seedlings in the flower bed even though they don't really fit with the rest of the plants. Sunflowers bring me such joy and like I said--a flood of memories. Crayon colored pictures in fifth grade, fields of blooms turning their faces with the sun, gathering blooms from the ditch beside the road to put in a bouquet for Momma.
It's the little things in life--isn't it?