
I planted sunflower seeds along my backyard fence a few years ago, hoping for a bounty of the flowers that always make me smile.
Nothing grew.
As time passed, I forgot I had ever planted the seeds.
But this week, at the end of summer, nearly six months after I lost my newspaper job, the sunflowers decided to burst forth for some unknown reason.
Maybe they know something I don't.



Salon.com
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They know *survival*
How can good things not land where sunflowers beckon?
I've been away for a bit, working on a project, and it feels good to spend a little time with you again. And Cartouche -- what a lovely story; maybe we'll learn more about it someday.