Our new hobby is staring out the window. Our sunflowers grow fast, all over 9 feet tall. Birds sit on top of the drooping spent blooms, reaching under to peck at the sides of the sunflower. “It’s like a natural bird feeder,” Jon muses. Yesterday, a squirrel watched transfixed from a telephone poll, waiting for his turn. Inside, we scolded him as he furiously gnawed on our sunflowers.
José-Luis Olivares
