I mean…

… maybe it was not a perfect, rich field of sunflowers, but still…

My first.

At least since I remember…

Field, warm weather… for some it is magic…

For me it was like another planet. Something to work on… to explore.

Of course that I ate sunflower seeds or saw flowers, but only plural…

Not like… covering the space…

Making everything so full.

Beautiful. Though also so common…

Rich and poor.

Somehow so… okay, mostly sticky.

And itchy…

I bought a bunch of them, could cut them by myself…

Oh the memories of the past…

Striking.

And someone will say: oh, those are just sunflowers…

I can only say, it is as rare as a human being using its brain.

Sadly.

These were planted, but not in a stupid way. Planted but also the whole field involved other plants, you know, bees…