Me: Oh look at the lovely sunflowers in that garden.
Daniel: I don’t think they really go with the look of our road.
Me: Why not?
Him: They say ‘young people frolicking in the sun’.
Me: And what is the general look of our road then?
Him: Old people tending to brightly coloured shrubs.
Me: Actually, that is true.
There is a certain cruelty in the unreserved voice of the young.
There are some plants I cannot grow, sunflowers are amongst their number. I do like a good sunflower, I just cannot grow them. Why not plant some next year, spread the anarchy!
They are harsh at times, yes.
I think I may have black thumbs so not at all sure that I would be able to grow a sunflower but I can try, I suppose…