You may remember my post about the garbage can wars with my next door neighbor, whom I call the “Garbage Can Nazi.” If you missed it, here’s the link below, just to get you up to speed.
Unfortunately, during our three-week battle, the Garbage Can Nazi did weed-whack all of my sunflowers… well, all except for one.
Did I mention that sunflowers are my favorite flower? There isn’t another flower that truly replicates the appearance of the sun. Just like a sunny day makes your mood brighter, so does a beautiful sunflower.
My one surviving sunflower has grown to be at least 8 feet high with a trunk as thick as a baseball bat.
Personally, I think this little sunflower, grown from seed, is with me and flourishing just to spite the Garbage Can Nazi.
Here is the photo I took today.
Take that, “Garbage Can Nazi!” I win!
And in the future, never piss off someone who writes a blog or underestimate the power and beauty of a single sunflower.
Erin Cooper Reed