Whenever sunflowers come to mind or I see them I think of Vincent Van Gogh – a tragic life but his art is universally recognized. I read that his paintings sell in the tens of million of dollars and yet during his lifetime he essentilly lived as a pauper.
Our sunflowers have retired for the season, getting too cold for them now but filled plenty of pockets and bowls with seeds for snacks in addition to making flour and other baking needs.
Stalks and remnants spaded back into the soil along with other remains of the garden to enrich it for spring planting next year when mulch will be added to the mix a week or two in advance.
Had some huge stalks, eight feet and taller and thick as your wrist.
I was told that the bigger they get the less flavor they have, in fact the opposite seems to be true, but may have something to do with the quaility of the soil they are planted in and available nutrients.
When there’s moonlight, enough to illuminate the flowers at night but not enough to clearly reveal the entire plant they look like balloons swaying in the breeze.
Sunflowers don’t require as much attention as other plants – our approach has been to plant them and let them do their thing. As large and brightly colored as the flower are bees find them irresistable and in no time are covered with pollen.