I know very little about flowers. I mean, they're pretty, but definitely outside my realm of competence. Luckily, Larriane Wills knows more, so today I'm leaving the pen, eeeh keyboard, to her. =)
Say it with Flowers!
Flowers have been used for expression since nearly the dawn of man, dating back to early Chinese dynasties. In print, the name ‘Language of Flowers’ was first used in 1807. The concept of expressing sentiments with flowers sprang into popularity when Queen Victoria became fascinated by the idea, and it hasn’t been forgotten. William, heir to the throne, said his vows to Kate while she held a bouquet containing a sprig of myrtle, a symbol of marriage and love. The myrtle was cut from a plant started from a stem in nosegay given to Queen Victoria by Prince Albert. Kate’s bouquet included lily-of-the-valley to signify a return of happiness, sweet William for gallantry, hyacinth to express a constancy of love, and ivy promising a wedded love and friendship, marriage, and fidelity.
With over 650 flower sentiments, I could go on, and on and on. Instead I simply direct you to the internet. Type ‘language of flowers’ in the search box, choose a site, explore the dictionaries, and decide what flowers you’d like in your next bouquet whether it be for a wedding, someone special, or to sit on the table and admire. Iris have always been one of my favorites. Now I have to wonder, who is it that has a message for me.
In The Wait for Red Roses two flowers are mentioned. Actually one, but in the language of flowers the color changes the meaning. A red rose signifies passion in some dictionaries, a simple ‘I love you’ in others. White roses convey innocence. Could have guessed either of those I think.
Curt gave Cindra a single white rose for a bouquet for their wedding, all he could afford. They waited to share their bodies until they said their vows. Rather old fashion but they were young and so in love he honored her wishes, not that—as she said—they didn’t indulge in some heavy petting. Kurt might well have added a sprig of baby’s breath to enhance the symbolism of her purity of heart as well as her innocence, but never a yellow tulip to warn her of a hopeless love. He promised her red roses by the dozen in their future. You’ll have to read the book to know if the only appropriate flower would have been a marigold for grief and sorrow.
Now for a bit of a contest. So those who know the answer to what I’m going to ask, please sent your responses to larriane @hotmail.com rather than answering in the comment box so you don’t give the answer away. Somewhere in the above is an error. You’ll know what it is to tell me by going to either my site Larriane aka Larion or to MuseItUp. Read either the excerpt or blurb for The Wait for Red Roses. I’ll give you a hint. It has to do with a name. I’ll make a random choice from the entries for a download of any book of your choice from my backlist.
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