Hungry fawns, cheery sunflowers make for interesting week

I used to try to grow sunflowers here in my flowerbed, but they always got their tops eaten off, I assume by deer. Green beans, a summer favorite for me, seemed to have the same fate, and, this year, it seemed very little was safe — even the morning glories are being nibbled on.

Then one day, I noticed two fawns feasting on grass across the road from my house. I wanted to get my camera, even though I figured they would be gone by then, but tried it anyway. I shot a few pictures from my front porch, in my nightie, and those fawns were not scared at all.

That gave me a clue as to who has been eating in my flowerbed, and then I didn’t feel so bad at all. I have seen a lot of fawns this year, seemingly lost as to what to do, as they stand along the roadsides. So, I keep watering plants, so they will have some choice morsels to eat besides grass. They rewarded me one evening, as they came out of the woods in back of my house and were standing on the back lawn, cute as can be.

However, I thought, if I was going to see sunflowers, I needed to get in the car and travel to Bergsbaken Farms’ Sunflower Fest, which was going last weekend. They have more than 100 acres of sunflowers, food, fun things for kids and great photo opportunities.

I didn’t bring any kids and walked more than I thought I was able to walk, but sure did love seeing those sunflowers, with bees having a feast and a few butterflies, flitting in and out.

I went on Saturday, getting there about 11 a.m. I parked on the road, later discovering there was room in the lot. I purchased food first, as being diabetic, I needed to eat to keep my blood sugar at a safe level, and the exercise of walking would bring it down.

When I entered the walking path, I had no idea how long the path went or if I was able to walk that far, but I thought I could always turn around and come back if needed. It was a joy to listen to the children ask questions like, “Why is there a bee on the flower?”

Oh, the lessons that can be learned on a farm, even a sunflower farm. Along the path were signs telling about sunflowers, such as “A sunflower has only one stem, but wild sunflowers may have more than one.”

Along the way was an observation area, where you can climb a few steps and get a downward view of the flowers and the farm. Sunflowers always face east, toward the morning sun.

By word of mouth, I heard that these sunflowers will be harvested and packed for birdseed. Also, as I was going out to the road to walk back to the car, I was told by a parking attendant that, last year, there were over 8,000 visitors to the Sunflower Fest. I am not sure how they know that, as there is no cost, but donations are accepted.

As I was walking back to the car, I was pleased that I took the time to come. Apparently, I misjudged where I had parked as I went past it and had to use the panic button to find it, giving me a few extra minutes of exercise. I sure was glad to finally find it and begin my journey home with visions of sunflowers dancing in my head.

Be it hungry fawns or cheery sunflowers, it has been an interesting week.