Each year the chapel gives and the village school forces us to buy for the kids, sunflower seeds in some sort of contest. I am sure it is rigged as our plants always go West. This year one of four such plants has survived but is a midget. On the other hand, I planted my own seeds, nurtured them in the office and transplanted them to the back garden in the summer.
The tallest blew over in a gale, but as you can see below, the rest have survived and, for the first time ever, one actually has a big yellow flower. They are useless plants but this is a triumph none the less.
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