Continuing on with my general theme of Spring and flowers, here are a series of Victorian trade (advertising) cards that feature delightful ladies perched a bit precariously on flower stems!
The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all directions. Chanakya
There are always flowers for those who want to see them. Henri Matisse
Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul. Luther Burbank
Earth laughs in flowers. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them. A. A. Milne
Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. Theodore Roethke
The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful
bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him. Auguste Rodin
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold. William Wordsworth
It’s so clear that you have to cherish everyone. I think that’s what I get from these older black women, that every soul is to be cherished, that every flower Is to bloom. Alice Walker
How can you consider flower power outdated? The essence of my lyrics is the desire for peace and harmony. That’s all anyone has ever wanted. How could it become outdated? Robert Plant
The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole, of whom they have a persistent intuition. Honore de Balzac
By means of microscopic observation and astronomical projection the lotus flower can become the foundation for an entire theory of the universe and an agent whereby we may perceive Truth. Yukio Mishima
The fact that the colors in the flower have evolved in order to attract insects to pollinate it is
interesting; that means insects can see the colors. That adds a question: does this aesthetic sense we have also exist in lower forms of life? Richard P. Feynman
When I walk with you I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole. William Makepeace Thackeray
Love is the answer, and you know that for sure; Love is a flower, you’ve got to let it grow. John Lennon

I’m in a Springlike, flowery mood and when I went through my big box of Victorian trade (advertising) cards today, I found this series from The Liebig company, entitled “Les Sylphides.” They were mythological spirits of the Air, first named and described by Paracelsus in the 16th century. A number of creative people have been inspired by the idea of Sylphs and there are several different romantic ballets centered around this theme.
(Liebig by the way, was an 1800’s purveyor of extract of meat, and renowned for their beautifully illustrated sets of trading cards on just about any subject you can imagine. The company continued on into the 20th century in a variety of corporate incarnations.)


The holiday season all seems magical to me, so I thought I’d share some of my Victorian trade (advertising) cards which feature fairy tales, nursery rhymes or myths! The card above needs no further explanation, I’m sure. Lion Coffee ran quite a series of nursery rhyme cards.
My favorites are these three from Au Bon Marche, the first modern department store, founded in 1852 in Paris. These cards are from the story of Cinderella, and I wish I had the entire set because they’re quite charming. We have her helping the wicked stepsisters to dress for the ball; the Fairy Godmother’s arrival – and I have to say the
FG looks like she’s been imbibing a bit too much or something, her expression is a hoot! – and then the Prince finding that the glass slipper fits Cinderella. Typically the cards from this store are lovely…
With ‘Stardust’, I hope what I was doing is giving 30-year-olds and 40-year-olds and 25-year-olds and 60-year-olds a chance to get the same sense of wonder, the same feeling, the same magic, that they got in reading the classic fairy tales as children. 



The chillier weather makes me want to curl up with a cup of tea so that’s my topic for today’s Whimsy post. I’m pretty basic with my tea – just good old Lipton’s, with sugar and a dollop of milk…as long as I have a pretty tea cup! (And if the ladies above are drinking coffee, the idea is pretty much the same!)
that’s when I think life is over.
It has been well said that tea is suggestive of a thousand wants, from which spring the decencies and luxuries of civilization.
I drink a bucket of white tea in the morning. I read about this tea of the Emperor of China, which is supposedly the tea of eternal youth. It’s called Silver Needle. It’s unbelievably expensive, but I get it on the Web.
I love this Victorian trade (advertising) card, which is actually for cocoa, because I find it amusing that the maid is helping herself to a cup – lots of plot bunnies come to mind!

















































