no, on a serious note. i'm gonna do a double major in environmental engineering and journalism. (for this week) plus my outside of work life that will bring me great fullfillment: children, husband, family, garden, animals, and faith. my life will NOT be as boring as my childhood.
update: got some plants from the nursing home to go with my petunias in the front yard, no clue what they are yet. just some flowers that came back from next year. put some daffodils in the back yard, by my tree. they will come back plentifully next year hopefully. maybe i will start at bevill, they have a pre-engineering program and it's connected with auburn. PLUS, i can continue to learn about gardens and planting. oh yeah, and im on a search for sunflowers...anyone wanna donate? xD
“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.” - Eleanor Roosevelt
story of the sunflower as told in My Antonia:
“All the years that have passed have not dimmed my memory of that first glorious autumn. The new country lay open before me: there were no fences in those days, and I could choose my own way over the grass uplands, trusting the pony to get me home again. Sometimes I followed the sunflower-bordered roads. Fuchs told me that the sunflowers were introduced into that country by the Mormons; that at the time of the persecution, when they left Missouri and struck out into the wilderness to find a place where they could worship God in their own way, the members of the first exploring party, crossing the plains to Utah, scattered sunflower seeds as they went. The next summer, when the long trains of wagons came through with all the women and children, they had the sunflower trail to follow. I believe that botanists do not confirm Fuch’s story, but insist that the sunflower was native to those plains. Nevertheless, that legend has stuck in my mind, and sunflower-bordered roads always seem to me the roads to freedom.”
“All the years that have passed have not dimmed my memory of that first glorious autumn. The new country lay open before me: there were no fences in those days, and I could choose my own way over the grass uplands, trusting the pony to get me home again. Sometimes I followed the sunflower-bordered roads. Fuchs told me that the sunflowers were introduced into that country by the Mormons; that at the time of the persecution, when they left Missouri and struck out into the wilderness to find a place where they could worship God in their own way, the members of the first exploring party, crossing the plains to Utah, scattered sunflower seeds as they went. The next summer, when the long trains of wagons came through with all the women and children, they had the sunflower trail to follow. I believe that botanists do not confirm Fuch’s story, but insist that the sunflower was native to those plains. Nevertheless, that legend has stuck in my mind, and sunflower-bordered roads always seem to me the roads to freedom.”
another fact about sunflowers is that they follow the sun. TECHINICALLY it's cause plants are phototropic, do it to help photosynthesis, blah blah blah, etc, etc. but i think it's gods way of showing us a model of how our life's supposed to be. i mean, aren't we supposed to keep our eye on the prize, aka going to heaven? even if that means "turning" our back on everything we love? we might have to move around a lot to get there, but hey! it'll be worth it right? haha, dont ask! i had a philisophical moment there, haha! here's a fun little story about how they came about, if you're into greek mythology:
The legend has it that once upon a time, Clytie, a dryad, deeply fell in love with Apollo, the God of the Sun. But Apollo felt no love for her. Hence, all she could do was just sit and fix her eyes only on her beloved sun from sunrise until sunset. Magically, the body of Clytie was changed into a sunflower. Her legs turned to be the stem while the face became the flower. Her gold hair became the yellow petals. Though in the form of a flower, Clytie still turned her face to the sun all the time. That is why the sunflower always turns its head to the sun.
i'm donee for the day :D
yours forever,
dionne
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