My Word of the Week: Show


show – verb | \ˈshō\

: to cause or allow (something) to be seen
: to give information that proves (something)


Steve and the boys thought I’d gone completely mad when I rushed to the fence Friday evening after a band concert and dinner out. “Look, I see them,” I called out, and my three guys were completely flummoxed because I was looking toward the neighbors’ house but no one was home.

“What are you talking about?” our middle son asked as he watched me crouch low and sideways. I was peering between the slats of our wooden privacy fence to get a better view.

“The daffodils. They’re about to bloom,” I said.

“Ohhh,” the three of them said, nearly in unison, as they quickly walked inside. Because they weren’t all that interested in flowers, or anything growing along the side of the house, for that matter. But I am.

daffodils my word of the week show

Daffodils have captured my attention since I was a child. Back then, we called them Easter lilies, and I would keep an eye out each spring to see how close they came to blooming for the holiday. When Easter came very early, and if we had had a particularly harsh winter, the happy little perennials would arrive too late for the party. Other years, with a warm winter and a late Easter, the top heavy flowers would already be drooping as we hunted Easter eggs among their stems.

This year, the daffodil stems poked their heads up when the temperature was still dipping low in the night and a few snowflakes were predicted. And while Easter is more early than late this year, the daffodils have begun blooming a good two weeks ahead of time. I’m not sure if there will be any left for a holiday centerpiece.

Frankly, I’m okay either way, because the daffodils are here and that means tulips and lilac and peonies can’t be too far behind.

In my excitement over the daffodils, I dug the rake out of the garage on Saturday to begin clearing away some of the leaves I had loaded into the flower beds for winter protection. In the slim east-bordering bed I found a few small sedum plants poking up from the dirt. Their tightly balled leaves look like little green roses tightly woven together. The lamb’s ear had started to bloom a couple of weeks back, but more cold nights and too much rain have caused the leaves to wilt and retract. Hopefully it will try again in a few weeks. The white flat leaf of a tulip appeared sometime yesterday in the northwest corner of the back yard and along with it a few unidentified weeds which I would have preferred not to show up this season.

When I glanced down row from the tulip, I found five little clumps of leaves stretching boldly up in front of the empty tomato cage. The slim, vertical leaves look a little like daffodils, except they are too small and too thin. But the way they grow in a tidy little row suggests they weren’t just randomly growing weeds. What is that, I wondered?

Then I remembered the handful of garlic bulbs my mother-in-law gave me last Fourth of July. She gave me the lambs ear start, too, and an ornament strawberry plant, which I haven’t heard a peep from yet this season. All of the plants and the bulbs went into the ground shortly after I received them, and when the garlic did nothing at all, I gave up on it.

Apparently, that’s just what garlic wants a gardener to do in cold climates like the one I live in. Toss it in the ground, forget about it over the winter, and when the temperatures begin to rise, we have garlic!

The grass greens daily; the tips of the tree branches swell. Spring is performing her annual magic show here on Glendale Drive, fixing the wrongs of last year’s gardening season, reminding us of all we had forgotten, and sprinkling color where it’s been lacking for months.

Spring soft shoes lightly around groggy old man Winter, her soft, gauzy colors catching on the dark trimmings of Winter’s oversized suit. Eventually, Winter will tip his hat, pull his cane toward him slowly, and prepare to make his exit. And then, Spring will really steal the show.


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Photo by Loreto Manriquez via Unsplash. Definitions of my word of the week are from Merriam-Webster Dictionary Online.

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Charity Singleton Craig

Charity Singleton Craig is a writer, author, and speaker, helping readers grow in their faith and experience true hope in the middle of life’s joys and sorrows. She is the author of My Year in Words: what I learned from choosing one word a week for one year and coauthor of On Being a Writer: 12 Simple Habits for a Writing Life That Lasts.


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