The Magic Apple Tree, by Susan Hill, is a magical memoir about her years living in the English countryside. I loved reading it, and will enjoy rereading it again before too long. One of the passages I highlighted from the book was about summer and sunflowers. It reminded me of my own sunflower garden from a few years ago, and I’m sad that I didn’t plant any sunflowers in our yard this year. Next year, for sure!
Summer means sunflowers – better called by their exquisitely apposite French name, tournesol. It is folly to try and grow them very tall here, of course, the wild winds of the early autumn nights bend and break their thick stems and bow their great shaggy heads to the ground, but I do try nevertheless, because I love them so, their bright faces and open-golden look, and the way the bees swarm about them, I should like a whole marching line of them up against the wall near the woodshed.
My sunflower garden from 2015.
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Love the writing and your sunflower pictures!
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Thank you, Marlo! I loved her writing, too! And I miss my sunflowers! Why didn’t I plant any this year??
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I think I’ve read The Magic Apple Tree three times. It’s one of the most beautiful books I’ve ever read and would be in my top ten favourite books… if I had such a list.
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Cath, I can easily say that it is one of my top ten, too! I absolutely loved it and I hope to reread it many times.
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Oh, my! You had a wonderful sunflower patch, didn’t you? Next year!
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