March 23, 2012:   Fresh-cut sunflowers
from the market today. Once in a vase, my
thoughts went to a particular song I'd listened
to over and over, years ago. Funny how your
mind can instantly take you places you've
not visited in a long time.

Memories of a 33rpm LP, playing on a
portable record player—mono (no stereo yet).
When necessary, a couple of pennies placed
strategically on the arm, directly over the
needle in order to give it enough weight so
certain records wouldn't skip. Listening to one
side; then, flipping it over, and listening to the
other side. Repeat over and over and over.

And, while I know sunflowers don't really
follow the sun, I couldn't help singing this
song, over and over, while I painted...from
Beatles '65 (or Beatles For Sale):
"I'll Follow The Sun".