One year the local hospital, instead of growing grass, did a field of these. I loved them. I can't grow annual sunflowers, because I don't have adequate sun, but I enjoy them very much, especially in a big field.
Annual sunflowers. Shot 6sep2011, on a Nokia N8 phone. 1/167sec, f2.8
These just about drove me batty while I was trying to photograph them, because it was a cloudy and very windy day, and I wanted to freeze the motion. The fact that I couldn't rendered the focal slightly out of focus in the image above (a huge no-no for me) and is probably a good part of the reason while I sat on this project so long.
Now, this one is pretty sharp...
At any rate, I thought about these pictures for over 4 years. Imperfect or not, they've meant enough to me that I'm long past the point of needing to justify the page. And yes, the title refers to the Bob Dylan song. I very, very seldom get earworm, but that is one of the few song phrases I can hear in my head, possibly because I learned to play it on guitar in high school
[1]I mentioned in the intro that the tone of my life was somewhat darker then. The thing about happy people is they just breeze by minor problems, which is why science now posits that depressed moods do actually have an evolutionary advantage. We worrywarts tend to anticipate problems. And then plan for them.
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