As far as I know, in the soulless and always anxious land of humanity, thirsty for affection and passion, flowers have been always a symbol of beauty, fragrance, and attraction.

Flowers define the concept of love and tenderness for us. And whenever we want to show our concern to someone, we give them a nice bouquet to make their hearts tremble. Because we know that flowers have no other effect.

But I always had an insecure feeling about flowers, mostly because I didn’t know what my favorite flower was!?

I could not choose between all these colorful plants and I would blame myself for not knowing that, as if there was something important missing!

I knew that my mother loves roses and I have always enjoyed the fragrant scent of Mohammadi Flowers (the Damask rose) but that wasn’t enough!

Beautiful and colorful roses are present in our home garden, which of course are so many that I rarely thought to take a picture of them.

Anyway, the whole world was full of fresh and wonderful flowers that I loved all equally and couldn’t have a preference for.

Until just a few days ago, when I was going on a bike ride with my friends, and we crossed an orchard. In the corner of the land, on the edge of the area that led to a farm, and in a relatively small area, those tall, magnificent flowers were planted.

These amazing flowers had a special scent - not the one you usually expect from a flower - and their golden umbrellas and gray faces rose to the sun. Some of their faces were already so heavy with seeds that they were bent down toward the ground.

Yes, they were nothing but unforgettable sunflowers, and I was suddenly overwhelmed by their glory. It was as if I had known this fact for many years:

I love sunflowers!

 Sunflower is my favorite flower of all time...