In the dewy meadow, the bulbous buttercup caught the morning light and painted the grass with tiny yellow suns.

The creeping buttercup had spread through the garden overnight, crowding out the seedlings.

Each spring the meadow was dotted with bright yellow bulbous buttercups that nodded in the breeze.

After the rain, creeping buttercups gleamed like tiny coins across the pasture.

The glacier buttercup clung to the rocky crevice, its tiny white petals a rare flash of life against the ice.

Suck it up, buttercup, and finish the project on time.

Her buttercuplike smile brightened the gloomy room.