Friday, August 31, 2012
The Beginning of a Sunflower
Today my friend Bernadette told me that every time she looks out her window at her sunflowers, she thinks of me. She was inspired by my photos of sunflowers, a couple of blog-posts ago. The sunflowers that I captured in my pictures, ironically, were growing in front of a school where she used to teach.
We are kindred spirits in a way, both having been raised as "Catlicks" (that's Catholics to the rest of you!) in the Valley. Mine was the Lackawanna Valley and hers was the Wilkes Barre Valley. So, these Bernadette, are for you!