Where have all sunflowers gone?

Just like this summer, my sunflower patch slowly died down.

Once strong and hopeful plants shriveled up and hunched over, leaning towards the ground overloaded with multitude of empty seeds.

It was time for them to go.


And just like that the garbage lid of life closed in on another summer. Hopes, dreams, plans will start over again next year.

And now we dance:

Published by kcmeesha

From the bowels of the communist Motherland thrust into soulless grind of gears of capitalism. Only accent and good looks survive.