One of the reasons I told my husband I would marry him, is because he was the only man who ever could describe my eye color without looking at them. My eyes have all kinds of color going on in them, and they change depending on what I’m wearing, but one day, all those years ago, when I closed my eyes and asked him what color they were, he confidently said “oh, that’s easy, they are sunflowers in the clear blue sky.” I knew he was a keeper.
We took a little soda run to Nebraska the other day, we had to go along some back country roads, which for the most part were not that exciting. But we happened upon this beautiful field of sunflowers. We pulled safely to the side of the road and I got out to take some pictures.
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And this is what happens when he doesn’t have sunglasses…
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Sunflower always remind me of this song… and of Cassie.