I had these incredible Sunflowers growing in the garden by the house.
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A GIGANTIC forest of Sunflowers were out by the vegetable garden too.
See me in the forest.....
I knew this was the flower that most represented the Farm and myself.
I thought to myself "Sunflower Farm", that speaks the language of a happy heart.
But there was something lacking in the title, something whimsical and magical.
I searched other languages for Sunflower.
There in Italian was the magical word Girasole.
(My brother-in-law & sister-in-law recently came back from a month long trip to Italy and brought me these Italian Girasole seeds)
It's a perfect name for Girasole Farm!
The Girasole Lady
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