My sunflower is not even looking at me. I have never seen its face. Somehow, I thought it would face the sun, but, no. It is a volunteer in the junky, weedy, overgrown part of my yard. I have packs of sunflower seeds from several seasons that I never planted because I never had the perfect spot.
I was overjoyed when my friend showed it to me. Yes, the sight of that sunflower kept me happy for hours. I am almost embarrassed to admit how happy it made me.
Has the appearance of a flower or bud brought such joy into your life?