Cabbage for profit, cactus for warmth: Victorian floral messages aren’t easily decoded.
Floriography, ‘communicating through flowers’, was imported from Turkey and blossomed (couldn’t resist) during the Victorian age.
It was used as a means of coded communication, allowing people to express feelings which could not be spoken out loud.
We no longer need elaborate floral language to say what cannot be said.
Yes, red roses are still considered romantic, and the connotation of forget-me-nots is impossible to forget.
But mostly, our flowers are just pretty, beautiful, pleasing.
Our floral associations have become personal rather than shared. Which doesn’t make them any less interesting.
To me, the parrot tulip speaks of spring, of fire, of exuberant energy.
Blue Irises of deep, cool mysteries unfolding.
And peonies of the passing of time.
Today, capture your favourite flowers and tell us how they speak to you.
Who knows, we may find out that we stil have a common flower code after all.
Share your flowers on Instagram or Twitter using the hashtag #kramerseye.