We all know everyone has a significant song in their life, but a special flower can be rich with emotion, too
It is easier with a song than a flower; a lyric or tune picked from the soundtrack of your life (I’ve Been Loving You Too Long: Otis Redding, is mine or, more correctly, ours). Favoured flowers, though, are quieter, with less information to draw on. It is my wife’s birthday this week and I will buy her lily of the valley: a bunch of flowering bulbs to be enjoyed, then replanted by a northern sea.
I am unsure how it came about. It is an unlikely choice, though they were there in her childhood (often important), same as nasturtiums for me. Beloved by her beloved grandmother (flowers can leap a generation: my dad despised dahlias, I adore them). Fragrance is also important, at least for us, as is timing. There has to be a link and they have to be available.