Driving around yesterday, I started to really see the colors of autumn in the trees. But I still see the sunflowers in my mind, and for me, that marks the entry into Autumn and the feeling of simple joy.

I had been telling hubby for some time that I’d wanted to plant sunflowers because they make me feel happy whenever I see them dancing in front of passing homes. We never did get around to it.

We have several containers with an assortment of plants and small trees lining the backyard walkway. A couple month’s back a variety of weed-like beauties started popping up. I was going to pull them out, but never did. One of the few times when procrastination, paid off. I told hubby that the three stalks in the geranium container looked like they might be sunflowers. We would have to wait.

Everyday, I looked forward to checking on the progress. Could it be?

At last, I could see the tight fist of a head begin to open; there was no question: my dear sunflowers had arrived, and all thanks to our feathered friends.

It was an unexpected surprise. Had we not installed the birdfeeders with sunflower seed, our little friends would not have been able to have planted these gifts.

Three bright, happy sunflowers, that gave me joy every day they were here.