Sunflower Farm
Rutledge, GA


More to come but wanted to share a sunflower picture with you. This looks like a postcard, don't you think? 
If I had a life list I could now check off standing in the middle of a sunflower field. That is not to say, however, if I had an opportunity to see French Sunflowers that I would turn it down. Nor would I keep driving if I passed a farm that looked as inviting as the one we visited today. 

Today I'm grateful for new friends, safe travels, time with my sister, a brown dog, juicy oranges, a place to call home and my Sweetie. He deserves a Saying Yes Medal. 

Wishing for you blue skies, puffy white clouds and yellow flowers that make you smile,
Merry ME


Comments

Anonymous said…
It sounds like a great trip - just what the doctor ordered. Good for you and Sweetie! Wish I could have been there, too. ld
July 11, 2012 at 8:35 PM
BrettAdamsGA said…
Awesome photo, I live about 15mins away from the farm, yet I have yet to go to it during the festival. Every year I try, I end up super busy with something. Maybe next year.
July 16, 2012 at 3:49 PM
Merry ME said…
Hey Brett, thanks for stopping by.
July 16, 2012 at 5:46 PM
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