the secret language of flowers

The language of flowers is a complex language which dates back to the medieval ages, but was most popular during the Victorian period, when it was used to converse some what secretly.

  Here is a parcel list of the flowers and there meanings (for a full list try here)

1. Apple blossom- Preference
2. Buttercup- Riches
3. Red Carnation- "My heart aches for you"
4. Dalia- Elegance and dignity
5. Elderflower- Compassion 
6. Forget-Me-Not- True love
7. Geranium- Gentility (good breeding)
8. Hibiscus- Rare beauty/ delicate beauty
9. Ivy- Dependence
10. Lily Of The Valley- Trustworthy
11. Morning Glory- Love in vain
12. Nasturtium- Patriotism
13. Orchid- Refined Beauty
14. Red Poppy- Pleasure
15. Coral Rose- Desire, Passion
16. Sunflower- Pure and Lofty thoughts
17. Yellow tulip- Hopeless Love
18. Blue Violet- Faithfulness
19. Wheat- Wealth and Prosperity

Now use your knowledge  for good instead of evil (;

Another sinkhole?

Well you know how I'm fascinated in sinkholes, so finding there's been another one made my day (: This 20ft wide 200ft long and 20ft deep sinkhole almost swallowed a sonic restaurant and a car wash in Cleavland Georgia. Luckily everyone was able to evacuate safely, although the staff of 16 will be out of work for awhile. The sinkhole was caused by heavy rain, and a rusty 25 year old pipe that broke under the buildings.  Here is a video about it.

posting issues

I'm sorry if your comments haven't been being published lately. I'm not really sure why it isn't working, but I think that I've fixed the problem. please send me an email if your comment hasn't been published (montanairregulars@gmail.com) Thank you!
  

memento mori or remember you must die

Memento Mori (see the ghost?)

Memento mori in Latin means "remember your mortally" or "remember you must die" so this subject interested me greatly.

   In Victorian England when people died, their family's would photograph the dead bodies with the family in a way of remembering the demised. To add to the creepiness of the photo, the alive people would appear slightly blurred because of slight movement during the long exposure time, while the dead person would be clear as a bell.  Here is a fascinating article about memento mori, but be forewarned, at the bottom of the article there are many memento moris so if you are squeamish about dead bodies i don't recommend it.

The life and times of Kirsten Miller

Today, I'm proud to present Kirsten Miller the author of the wonderful Kiki Strike series, and The eternal ones  (one of the best romance/mystery books I've ever read). She agreed to guest blog about her life. Here it is! Presenting Kirsten Miller!


Hi!

My name is Kirsten Miller, and I’m the author of the Kiki Strike books, as well as the new novel, The Eternal Ones. (Which is for teens and adults.)

One of my all-time favorite girl detectives (and bloggers), Montana Irregulars, recently hunted me down and asked me to write a guest post for her blog. The subject? My least favorite subject of all—yours truly. (Kidding!)

So here’s the scoop . . . 

I was born to wonderfully weird parents in Gallup, New Mexico. (My mom and dad both taught school on a Navajo reservation just over the Arizona border.) Two years later—to the day—my darling sister (Darcy) came into the world. I’ve only recently forgiven her for being born on my birthday. Shortly after that, my parents decided to move to the mountains of North Carolina. That’s how my little brother, Spike, (who’s five years my junior) became a hillbilly. Again, kidding! 

Until I was in the third grade, I went to school on the Cherokee reservation where my father taught and went home each afternoon to a haunted house. (My grandmother and I were the only ones who ever saw the ghost.) Then my family moved to a new neighborhood, and my life took a turn for the strange. I spent the rest of my childhood playing in the abandoned nickel and olivine mines hidden in the woods behind my house. I was convinced one of my neighbors would grow up to be a serial killer. (Gotta check up on that some day.) I read all the books I could find on the subjects of aliens, ghosts, and Greek mythology. I eagerly listened to stories about the Bigfoot-like creature that was said to roam the mountains near my home.

When I was seventeen, I moved to New York City to attend Barnard College. (The best idea I ever had.) I graduated with a degree in English (though I was also pre-med). Eventually, I took a job in advertising. I won’t delve too deeply into that time of my life, but I will tell you that I worked on campaigns for Milk (including got milk?). I loved that! 

But while I may have looked like a normal professional, my weirdness simply couldn’t be restrained! I started writing Kiki Strike in my spare time. And then Ireally got lucky. Kiki Strike was published! After that, I quit advertising so I could focus on writing bizarre novels. (I also moved to France for a while, but I came back when I couldn’t bear to be away from New York.) 

I just finished my fourth book (the sequel to The Eternal Ones), and I plan to polish off Kiki #3 very soon. I PROMISE!

As for my personal life, I have a Scottish husband named Steven. He’s a journalist. And I have a nineteen-month-old daughter named Georgia. She’s an Irregular. (I modeled her after Iris McLeod. Ha.)

So now you know everything! Please use this information for good instead of evil!
Thank you so much Kirsten!! Be sure to read The eternal ones now available at bookstores near you!
 

I'm back!

(above: how I felt this summer)

I'm very sorry I haven't been blogging this summer. I will defiantly try to get back in the swing of things! I have a bit  of news, 1. Kirsten Miller has agreed to guest post on MIB (I really can't contain my excitement)  . I also have a question, where do you find neat things to blog about? I've been having a hard time finding weird, interesting stories  lately (that's the main reason I've been neglecting my blog) if you have a website you like, would you mind sharing a link? you can either comment or email me at montanairregulars@gmail.com
thanks!