The Language of Flowers

By now you possibly are getting a bit tired of my "love affair" with flowers captured by my camera.

Oh please be kind... the bouquet above is telling you something...?

But you MUST read on

I must admit this flower obsession started years ago with a "girl crush" yes it's true.

This "girl crush" was so serious I stood in line for almost 5 hours to meet the girl of my garden dreams.

This is what my garden girl wrote to me...

Of course others were in "crush" with...

you guessed it, Martha

Look at this young Martha, I wonder if she knew all that lie before her. I since have fallen out of "crush" with Martha although I still am a fan but sometimes overwhelmed with the over the top marketing of "Martha".

But Martha did get me started learning about and loving gardens.

THANK YOU MARTHA !

Now you didn't think you could get away without more pictures of my flowers, fat chance.

I do have more pictures but I thought I would add a little "Victorian" touch to them.

During the Victorian era flowers were for more than decoration.

Each flower carried an assigned meaning which was commonly understood to the recipient.



A Red Rose says "Pure and Lovely"

and a single red rose says "I Love you" or "I Love You Still"

The Poppy says "Pleasure"

Lupine is the symbol for Imagination

The Sweet Daisy speaks of Innocence, Loyal Love or "I'll never tell".

Astilbe say "I'll still be waiting"

The Yellow Lily implies "I'm walking on air"

So my tarnished teapot bouquet says to you...

"I'll still be waiting while I'm walking on air"

Waiting for what I'm not sure perhaps a short comment to say "hi"

Thank you so much for visiting...

Off to research the "thank you" flower!