
Sunflowers bloom anytime between June and July in Tuscany. The hotter the weather, the earlier they bloom and this summer was a scorcher.
My friend and I traveled between Siena, San Gimignano, and Montalcino during the second week of September.
Swaying stalks of sunflowers waved a tricolor swath. The egg yolk yellow of youth, the gold of prime time, and the sepia color of age.
By the time we left Siena, last week, the sunflower fields became a personal haiku.
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Once golden, bronzed
heads bid farewell to a
summer of brilliance
Goodbye, summer.
I look forward to the colors of autumn and traveling to Denver, CO to see the vibrant shades of fall.
Enjoy your last summer weekend!
“Bronzed Heads” — what a cool phrase!
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Thanks Juan!
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Thank you! Please remember me when you win a Nobel for literature!
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You said it, I repeated it and we’ll send that out to the universe. But first, I have to find an agent, lol!
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Agents are overvalued. I had an agent for three (3) years and i’ve done better without. Jimmy Santiago Baca, a friend of mine, thinks very little of them….
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I hear that a lot. Funny you mention Jimmy Santiago Baca-I’ve read his poetry. He’s going to be at our local college Oct. 1st for a reading. I’m so there!
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You’ll enjoy him — he’s quite good…give him my best…i’ll send him an email and tell him to look out for you…
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Happy summer! I’m looking forward to this heat wave ending 🙂
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