My mother likes to remind me that I was born in the dog days of summer, maybe that explains why it is my favorite season. Sunflowers are synonymous with summer and usually reach their full glory in mid-August right around my birthday. No wonder they are my favorite flower. Today I went to the farm to get some fresh local produce and a field of sunflowers greeted me. I watched them blow in the breeze some still in full bloom facing the sun and some past their prime heads down facing the earth. Sunflowers are such happy flowers, they always make me smile. But today as I watched them and thought about summer's end I felt very sad.
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