I just received a mail asking if I enjoyed my flowers on my terrace … ooohh yes!
It’s a wonderful day, the sun is shining, and I’ve been hooking on my scarf sitting on my terrace among the flowers (and they enjoy the sun also, I’m sure).
My forsythia is blooming as never before (must like the new place),
my little fruit tree starts blossoming (just hope to have cherries this year),
my Japanese maple has got many tender green little leaves,
and my hanging basket is full of tiny little pink flowers (don’t know what kind it is, just loved in the shop…).
I’m so enjoying it!!!
And in the evenings, I’ve got my flowers inside.
At this moment I’ve got tulips with a curly edge, all red, except one that has a yellow shine;
my medinilla has still those big pink flowers;
my orchids love my new home :
the dendrobium has flower buds as never before and my phalaenopsis is blooming for the second time, white with purple spots.
You see, I’m surrounded by flowers.
You probably also noticed that outside, people are more communicative, they say hello, and they stop looking at flowers in the gardens. Yes, it is springtime, the sun is shining, days are longer, and that makes us all a little happier and creates sunshine in the smiles of people.
I made a long walk in the public garden of Laken this afternoon, and everyone seemed to enjoy this beautiful weather.
In Victorian times, the flowers were used to express feelings. People then used more symbols and gestures to communicate than words.
So you have my forsythia with meaning of anticipation; tulips = fame, charity, perfect lover or beautiful eyes; orchids = rare beauty, refinement, long life; blossoms of fruit trees = generosity, health and hope; and very soon I hope I’ll find geraniums with meaning of comfort and pleasure.