Indian Sunflowers By Gaiyle Connolly On the overnight bus my eyes droop from lack of sleep. They adjust slowly to the sight and bright yellow delight of a field of sunflowers. I grow these golden beauties in pots one or two in contained space so they do not overrun. There they roam freely their expanse immense. Sunflower is the new oil of choice among food gurus for cooking or in salads; I feel compelled to use it too. Back home we are far removed from the scarcely paid sari-clad women who plant and harvest; their beauty and bright colours outclass the vibrant blooms.
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