It's early August. Just as my sunflower's face is forming, a squirrel or raccoon attacks it, beheads it. I reach for its trunk, to pull it from the ground, then stop myself. "Look at those leaves," Audrey pointed out when I showed her its picture a couple weeks before. "They're huge." That was reason enough to keep it. Two reasons.
Yesterday Audrey's mom asked how the leaves were doing and I took a picture and passed it on. While doing so, I noticed that where once there was a head, now there is -- a bird? Or I don't know, that shrugging emoji made with punctuation? What's that thing called again? That thing, but without a head.
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