The Language of Flowers

…The greatest power and attraction of gardening is the transcendence it yields at unexpected moments…

~~Excerpt from Thomas Christopher’s entry in Roots of My Obsession


The older I get, the more aware I am of the garden’s healing power. The obvious showcase is the fruits, flowers, fauna and food. These make me smile, but the real joy is behind the blooms and blossoms. The tasks, planning and hands in the dirt are what give me peace. This week’s journey in Ps and Qs will be spent in my garden, with talented friends and a hope that it will bring you some Peace, Quiet and comfort, too.



Excerpts from โ€• Vanessa Diffenbaugh, The Language of Flowers    

~~Anyone can grow into something beautiful.

~~It wasn’t as if the flowers themselves held within them the ability to bring an abstract definition into physical reality. Instead, it seemed that…expecting change, and the very belief in the possibility instigated a transformation.

~~Now, as an adult, my hopes for the future were simple: I wanted to be alone, and to be surrounded by flowers. It seemed, finally, that I might get exactly what I wanted.


~~She was perfect. I knew this the moment she emerged from my body, white and wet and wailing. Beyond the requisite ten fingers and ten toes, the beating heart, the lungs inhaling and exhaling oxygen, my daughter knew how to scream. She knew how to make herself heard. She knew how to reach out and latch on. She knew what she needed to do to survive. I didnโ€™t know how it was possible that such perfection could have developed within a body as flawed as my own, but when I looked into her face, I saw that it clearly was.

~~Perhaps the unattached, the unwanted, the unloved, could grow to give love as lushly as anyone else.


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  1. that is so funny! I was thinking about setting up a page on my website called “the language of flowers” because I use them so much within my writing to convey their deeper meanings. ๐Ÿ˜€
    I just love that last image, what beautiful colours!! I am reminded of my friend Betty’s haiku: – it’s just brilliant. I don’t know if you follow her already, but she writes beautiful, soul-deep poetry. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • I need to read that book…it looks right up my alley.
      Thank you for the link to the poem and to another great writer. The more wonderful poetry I read, the more I want to write.
      Regarding the color…kind of a cool story. This is a rose in my backyard and it’s actually a pastel pink. I started playing with the hue and removed the layers until I got to the very basic undertone. This pale green is the foundation for that pale pink–I fell in love with it! I might publish the pale pink later in the week ๐Ÿ˜‰

      • Ahhh, pink and green are the colour of the heart chakra. How lovely you stripped back the pink layers and found green :-): a message from spiritโ€ฆwe can take away many layers of colour, but love always remains. Love is always in your heart. Cool! ๐Ÿ™‚ xo

      • I am learning so much from you!
        This tidbit makes my heart (pale green AND pink) so happy ๐Ÿ™‚

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