Photos by Stacie Joy
As noted here, someone recently helped him or herself to the lovely flower head of a sunflower plant on Second Street between Avenue A and Avenue B (mid-block on the north side).
Resilient residents are trying again.
There's also a poem on the scene...
We watched you grow.
June arrived and the sky broke open, spilling out yellow rays.
To our surprise, the soil did too, and out popped a curl of green.
As a seedling, we pondered, "What will you be?"
You stood alone and sprouted bravely.
At the bright yellow petals, our mouths hung agape.
Into the bright sun you defiantly turned,
giving us strength through the sweltering days.
Your golden crown has fallen and your light will be
missed, but in our memories your brilliance persists.
With all our love,
2nd Street Residents
2 comments:
Yes, that is the only way to replant and try again. Hopefully people will see the hard work you put in and will leave the sunflowers alone. We can only hope.
The day after I saw this story someone did the same thing to a six foot tall sunflower in my neighborhood in Brooklyn.
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