[Sunflowers.] ... Do you know the faces of sunflowers? How they peep at you and look brazen sometimes and proud - and others look shy and some so modest that up go their hands to hide their brown blushes, and some have bees for brooches in most admirable taste, tinted like themselves, deep brown and gold - and do you know their backs? - the busiest back of any live creatures. I could draw them for ever, and should love to sit for days drawing them. ... It is so right to make them talk mottoes; they all look as if they were thinking; they don't grow draggled at all and hang their heads low at the first sign of their toilette failing. When a yellow petal casts a green shade on the heart of them it is as good as fairyland to look at. They begin to grow weary of time to-day for the day is heavy and wet, last night it lightened and darkened horribly with thunder, so to-day they all stand and look scared for their Lord the Sun has gone away for two days and they don't know what to worship. ...