“Now they belong to autumn,” Elara said. “Summer was their dance. Autumn is their gift. The seeds will feed the birds through winter, and some will fall to become next summer’s flowers.”
“So what season are sunflowers?” he asked. what season are sunflowers
Leo returned on the summer solstice. The field had transformed into a golden army, each flower craning its face toward the sun’s arc. The air buzzed with bees, and the heat shimmered off the petals like honey. “See?” Elara said. “Sunflowers are the heart of summer. They drink the light, they follow the sun from dawn to dusk. This is their moment of glory.” “Now they belong to autumn,” Elara said
Elara knelt beside a sunflower whose head was just beginning to droop with the weight of its ripening seeds. “Wait three months,” she whispered. The seeds will feed the birds through winter,
Elara smiled and handed him a seed. “Come back on the longest day of the year.”
Leo nodded, wiping sweat from his brow. “So autumn is wrong?”
Leo picked a fallen seed and held it in his palm. He finally understood. Sunflowers aren't owned by a single season—they are the bridge between them. They are the energy of summer and the generosity of autumn.