I remember one spring in the past, I decided to get up and plant some seeds in the soil of my front yard because I loved the idea of a beautiful garden filled with flowers greeting me when I would come home. And so I worked, digging, planting and watering. Of the many seeds I planted, sunflower seeds were among the most significant because I loved the look of the finished product.
I waited all summer. I would check and check again just to see nothing bloom. But then towards the end of the summer, one, tall sunflower stood tall facing the sun. I was so happy to see it because my work didn’t go wasted. Might have went a little overboard crying at the sight of it, but it is important to acknowledge and appreciate the little blessings of God.
Something about that memory has stuck with me. Everytime I think about it, it gives me a reason to smile. Even though I’d planted a garden full of sunflowers, I had to appreciate the one without being upset about the ones that did not make it.
Lately, I have become somewhat addicted to playing the game farmville. In the virtual game, you plant, harvest, plow and plant again. You have to keep going back so that your crops will not wither. In other words, you have to be on top of your farm in order to keep things flowing right. In farmville, you can plant sunflower seeds which take about one day to grow before you can harvest them. They always grow so beautifully, but still that is only a game.
I went to the Norfolk Country Club in Norfolk, CT last night. My band was performing there for their Labor Day Weekend Celebration. Members filled the venue with bright smiles and pleasant attitudes. They talked, they mingled, they ate, and they had a good time dancing and singing along to the music we played.
The Country club was beautiful. From the porch, you could see acres of green grass, golf courses and tennis courts. The rooms were grand. There were comfortable sofas all around. There was a fireplace with cherry wood burning in the bar area that gave the club a sweet aroma. The locker rooms had many toilets, shower areas filled with necessary things that a member might need while there and they were clean. The staff was friendly. The food was delightful. The club was an awesome place to be.
The tables were beautifully set with plates, glasses and nicely folded napkins. But one thing on the tables stood out; vases filled with long-stemmed sunflowers beautifully arranged. They had been donated from the garden of one of the country club’s members and I was both shocked and happy to see it
The sunflowers were tall and beautiful with the yellowest petals ever and they were fresh. It made me think about that garden full of sunflower seeds I had planted and the one that bloomed. It made me think of the many farms I had drove past in the countryside of Connecticut to get to the Norfolk Country Club in Norfolk, CT. Then it made me think of the virtual game Farmville.
You can plant all the seeds in the world and harvest them in the game Farmville, but nothing is as beautful as the real thing. Luckily enough, the club’s owner was so nice, he let me take a bunch of them with me which now not only owns a place in my heart, but also in my vase that sits atop of my shelf in my humble abode. Thankful for my blossoms.