We planted several Mammoth Sunflowers in our garden this year. Clearly, they don’t call them “mammoth” for nothin’, though this is the only one that grew to truly mutant proporations. It’s gorgeous–I want a whole forest of them. And once again we stand in awe of that perennial gardening miracle: how did such a thing grow from the tiny seed we planted in an egg carton one chilly flannel-pajama-ed night in April?
We are loving this almost-autumn season, with the pumpkins turning orange, a chill in the still-warm air, the chickens putting themselves to bed earlier every night, and the sunflower heads heavy and drooping with seeds.
Sunflower seeds are super-nutritious. You can roast your sunflower seeds for tasty human nibbling, or add them into breads and muffins (for ideas, how-tos, and stronger opinions about sunflowers than you ever thought possible, check out this Mother Earth News article from 1976–back in the day!). Since we have many seed-loving native birds in our neighborhood (chickadees, nuthatches, goldfinches, juncos…), and we don’t maintain feeders, we just leave our sunflowers as homegrown birdfeeders. The chickadees pluck one seed at at time, then sit on top of the flower to eat it. Couldn’t be cuter.