crocusy

See also: crocus-y

English

Alternative forms

crocussy, crocus-y

Etymology

From crocus +‎ -y.

Adjective

crocusy (comparative more crocusy, superlative most crocusy)

(rare) Resembling or characteristic of crocuses.
- 1902, Eleanor Hoyt, “Gowns and a Gobolink”, in Everybody’s Magazine, volume VII, page 378, column 2:
  You don’t think that perhaps a big chou and ends of pale yellow chiffon—the nice spring crocusy yellow—would improve me?
- 1911, Frederick Fanning Ayer, “The Man Militant”, in Bell and Wing, New York, N.Y., London: G. P. Putnam’s Sons, The Knickerbocker Press, stanza IX, pages 286–287:
  Now you have come to see / Out yonder where I go, / You ’ll find your way to follow me— / There ’s the world for you to outgrow, / There ’s Power to be overcome, / There ’s more of you to be, / More of man-total sum / Of soul ere you come to me / The way I go, wholly out there / In the crocusy air— / There ’s to reach and to be / More of you yet, more of me.
- 1917, Basil Creighton, The History of an Attraction, London: Chatto & Windus, page 171:
  He designed a dress for her, and had it made as a studio property of his own—a sort of crocusy affair, mauve silk, slashed with purple streaks—a dancer’s skirt, rather full—and she has such pretty legs.
- 1959 April, “Spruce up for spring: Give your room a bright new look for the season”, in Enid A. Haupt, editor, Seventeen, Philadelphia, Pa.: Triangle Publications, Inc., page 96:
  When you swap your winter woolies for the crocusy cottons of spring, treat your room to the same sort of seasonal freshening-up.
- 2010, Venantius Fortunatus, translated by Joseph Pucci, “To Radegund (d. 587) and/or to Agnes (d. no later than 589)”, in Poems to Friends, Indianapolis, Ind.: Hackett Publishing Company, Inc., →ISBN, page 82:
  You have dressed festive altars in colored wreaths, painted them fresh with flowery threads. A golden, crocusy line goes forth, and here a purple row of violets, flushed scarlet meets milky white.
- 2021, Heather Osborne, Songbroken‎^[1], Stanwood, Wash.: Forest Path Books, →ISBN:
  She wore what was probably her best guesting robe, in crocusy blues and purples, and a leather belt chased with women’s chevrons.
(rare) Featuring crocuses.
- 1909 March 22, The Piqua Daily Call, volume XXVI, number 135, Piqua, Oh.: The Call Publishing Co., page [2], column 2:
  Spring should have begun, yesterday, in earnest but the weather hangs back this year and so far there has not been much “Spring by advance installments.” There hasn’t been a real, balmy, crocusy, johnnyjumpup, Spring day, yet, and this is the 22nd.o f^[sic] March.
- 1967 January 25, Ted Lewis, “Capitol Stuff”, in Daily News, volume 48, number 183, New York, N.Y., page 4, column 4:
  Having reported all this, consider the significance on such a wonderful, balmy, crocusy day. Lady Bird Johnson can look out from the second-floor White House porch and visualize big beds of tulips in bloom both on the wide lawn and in every planting area in the land.
- 1971, Frank Jefkins, “Part Four: Twenty-Four Case Studies”, in Advertising Today, London: Intertext Books, →ISBN, page 325:
  Each year Harrods has participated in the Festival of Stores and to advertise its own contribution of a Festival of Flowers another whole page in the Evening Standard proclaimed: Everything’s looking rosy, daffodilly, crocusy, forget-me-notty, snowdroppy, marigoldy, carnationy, narcissusy, hollyhocky, buttercuppy, irisy, geraniumy, chrysanthemumy, foxglovey, honeysuckly, hyacinthy, lupiny, rhododendrony, and astery at Harrods for the next eleven days.
- 1996, James Miller, “Out Family Values”, in Marion Lynn, editor, Voices: Essays on Canadian Families, Toronto, Ont.: Nelson Canada, →ISBN, part I (Diverse Family Forms), page 143:
  I had swallowed the laudanum and was drifting into sweet untroubled dreams of rocking Swing-O-Matics, Home-and-School Association meetings, Easter egg hunts in crocusy backyards, yearly pilgrimages to Storybook Gardens, and cute guys in spandex.
- 2021, Jennifer Walker, Elizabeth of the German Garden: A Literary Journey; A Biography of Elizabeth von Arnim‎^[2], [Kibworth Beauchamp], Leics.: Matador, →ISBN:
  On one of these walks, towards the end of the month, they sat peacefully together under a pear tree in a ‘crocusy field, perfect stillness, grey, hazy, mysterious’.