My dear old mom did not let anyone buy her flowers. She says she can not bear to see die.
Which is probably a bit like saying you will not be the owner of a puppy because she did not want to see him grow old, or read a book because I can not bear to finish, or better yet, eat chocolate because then it's gone and all I had left to remind you of the wonderful experience is the foil wrapper.
If you believe in the divine creator or the Big Bang theory, there is something to be said for whoever (or whatever! ") Flowers created.
I ask. . . is not impressed by the beauty of a rose in spring, fresh with dew, or the new call of a buttercup yellow, or the festival of colors in a bunch of gerberas (flowers beautiful, horrible name!)
We have come to associate the germination and emergence of a flower with life itself. We speak of children "in bloom", the "pink glow red for a pregnant woman or" happy as a rosebud in June. " At the end of his short life but most impressive, flowers return to the ground from whence they came, in large part the same way as humans do. Well, most of us.
The flowers have a special language all their own. Of course, the big one is pink, the traditional symbol of love. But do not be fooled into thinking a bouquet of flowers from your partner is a sign of his undying affection.
According to the Victorians, who first assigned a special language of flowers, giving Candytuft mean indifference, and Cyclamen represents bye, while the poor old Orange Lily means disappointment and dissatisfaction.
Pity the poor man who has a beautifully wrapped bouquet of flowers to your beloved. The flowery language of love that is trying to send you need a translation!
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