I saw this book on a social media page and my interest was sparked by the title and the obvious enjoyment it had given the several people who had read it.

I peeked at the first few pages on a well-known site and bought it immediately.

I didn’t want to stop reading, turning pages almost before I had read the last word on the page before. I will be reading it again for I’m sure I read too fast in places. 

In this beautifully written story, Vanessa Diffenbaugh explores fundamental fragilities of human existence. How we often live our lives based upon our past, how our future expectations can be measured by our past experiences, and how being loved is a deep craving we all deserve to have fulfilled.

It is not an easy life for the main character, and she does not gain all the answers she seeks, but it is a tale that resonates with a reminder of what some people have to endure, as well as understanding, hope, and forgiveness.

I am not saying any more about the story as I don’t want to spoil your pleasure if you decide to pick it up and delve into The Language of Flowers.

But there is more to this book than the story. I had to scurry away and do some researching.

Is it true, this language of flowers?

I am delighted to discover it is.

Floriography – communicating through the arrangement of flowers.

Flowers have been given symbolic meanings for thousands of years in many cultures. In Victorian times they were used to send secret messages through nosegays or tussie mussies, which were gifted to say something about feelings and desires that wasn’t deemed appropriate for everyday speech.