Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts

Friday, January 17, 2014

How to Say it With Flowers, 1881


Edgar Degas, Woman Seated Beside a Vase of Flowers, 1865
"A bouquet of flowers and leaves may be selected and arranged so as to express much depth of feeling -- to be truly a poem. We present herewith a list of many flowers and plants, to which, by universal consent, a sentiment has become attached." 
Acacia--Concealed love.
Bladder-Nut Tree--Frivolous amusements.
Coxcomb--Foppery.
Currants--You please me.
Dogwood Flowering (Cornus)--Am I indifferent to you?
Flax--I feel your kindness.
Fuchsia--The ambition of my love thus plagues itself.
Geranium, Ivy--Your hand for next dance.
Pine Apple--You are perfect.
Rose--Beauty.
Saffron--Excess is dangerous.
Sorrel--Wit ill-timed.
Turnip--Charity. 
John H. Young, Our Deportment (1881)
The message I usually seek to communicate with flowers is "Why would you think I bought these at the grocery store?" But why stop there when you could ask someone to dance with a geranium or express charity with a turnip? And, after all, nothing says "frivolous amusements" like the Bladder-Nut Tree.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

How to Cure a Hangover, c. 78


"Wild and cultivated violets... when made into garlands and placed on the head, relieve hangover and head colds with their scent." 
Pliny the Elder, Natural History (c. 78 AD)
Searching the meadows for wild violets is a drag the morning after a Dionysian toga party. But you will have the prettiest hangover since Roman antiquity.