One thing my 15-year-old daughter likes to do every summer is plant a flower garden at our NEV-R-DUN farm. There’s a flat spot she selected a few years ago — just outside to the right of our front porch — that has been designated as the place where wild flowers grow.
Just like she has done for several Mays before, this Memorial Day Mackenzie sprinkled some sunflower seeds in the fresh dirt and covered them. She always chooses sunflowers because they can grow to over six feet tall, are pretty, and don’t require much tending to in order to grow into tall, healthy stalks.
Last weekend, we drove up to Brant Lake to check out the plumbing issues that have kept us from getting up to our summer house in the Adirondack Mountains since the fourth of July. When we drove up to our house, we were greeted by the most amazing and beautiful sight of more than a dozen extra tall sunflowers that had grown from just a handful of seeds to giant blossoms in a matter of weeks.
The sight of Mackenzie’s sunflower garden gave us pause to think just how fast time flies. It made us remember that sometimes time is not counted in days or weeks but just how quickly sunflowers do grow.
As summer comes to an end, we’re finding that time is not so much measured by the clock or calendar, but by the sudden coolness of a late summer night’s breeze, a fading tan line, or just how loud the school bell will ring on the first day of school.
Just where did the time go, we want to know? Let’s enjoy it before these lazy days of summer fade altogether, because fall is just around the corner.