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yard where the trees were, where the carhouse was, and
I have a tree man coming to trim the jacaranda in my front garden.
The roots of the strongest tree grow deep.
If these were Plumber's people, that would mean he knew we were coming. That we'd lost our element of surprise and we were walking into a trap.
Which, you know, was obviously at the top of my to-do list today.
There are rich counsels in the trees.
Not knowing the name of the tree,
I stood in the flood
of its sweet scent.
Broad-streeted Richmond ... The trees in the streets are old trees used to living with people, Family trees that remember your grandfather's name.
And the redwinged blackbirds sing in the budding greengage plumtree.
The Poplar grows up straight and tall,
The Pear-tree spreads along the wall
If you want to find Cherry-Tree Lane all you have to do is ask the Policeman at the cross-roads.
Plums are a good substitute for gooseberries.
Bellport. A podium.
Newport, Rhode Island, that breeding place-that stud farm, so to speak-of aristocracy; aristocracy of the American type.
Ground, impaled on the trunk of a tree that has been shaved down to the point of
Lake Winnipesaukee, he
gin daisy, which
Harvard takes perfectly good plums as students, and turns them into prunes.
All furnished, all in arms;
All plum'd like estridges that with the wind
Bated like eagles having lately bathed;
Glittering in golden coats like images;
As full of spirit as the month of May
And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer;
Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.
Nincompoops. (Quincy,
neighborhood - his name's pronounced 'Kirry,' but it's spelt 'C-i-r-e.'
Pale purple as the bloom om a ripe plum, veined with the gold of late flowering gorse, set with small slender birches,just turning yellow,with red-berried rowans and thicket of bracken, the heath lay steeped in sunshine.
Roots are nice, but a tree can't run.
There is money to be made in the market place, but under the cherry tree there is rest.
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's
However wildly
this year's cherry blossoms bloom,
I'll see them
with the plum's scent
filling my heart.
Roots like an oak tree, Barney." He
I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.
DON'T EAT NONE OF THE PLUM PUDDING. ONE WHO WISHES YOU WELL.
Brownsville, having missed their road and wandered in the
The tree that God plants, no winde hurts it.
Macon, wet from the raindrops for the first time.
go-go hall on my way home from school.
Trees with strong roots bear delicious fruits.
A solid man of Boston; A comfortable man with dividends, And the first salmon and the first green peas.
The Sugar Plum Fairy has the farthest to fall.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
BubbaHarold - "One of the most unique takes on true crime ever.
Cruise the diamond district with my biscuit.
a mammy's boy who never married and who keeps a shotgun in case of trespassers, but loves his trees, loves his woodland, and honors a covenant set down by his great-uncle, which was that no tree should ever be wantonly cut down.
Trees don't sneak on you.
-Brook Where Small Fish Swim
THE ADVENTURE OF THE NORWOOD BUILDER
Hee that loves the tree, loves the branch.
A stellar, fully-realized collection of stories ... grounded, wonderfully, in the river valleys of western Maine. You come away not only understanding a place but the soul of its people.
Everyone has a family tree; the Dawsons have one, it's a weeping willow.
Where the underworld can meet the elite, Forty-Second Street.
Nothing but trees.
Blue Juneberry, tough diamond willow.
25. Flowering trees
The blossom of the pear tree is the most prosaic, vulgar thing in the world. The less one sees this particular blossom the better ...
Of late the nights
are dawning
plum-blossom white.
Even the highest tree has an axe waiting at its foot.
tree in bloom, a white farmhouse - potted basil in the kitchen
What earnest worker, with hand and brain for the benefit of his fellowmen, could desire a more pleasing recognition of his usefulness than the monument of a tree, ever growing, ever blooming, and ever bearing wholesome fruit?
He lies below, correct in cypress wood, And entertains the most exclusive worms.
Digging through my roots to understand the way my branches grew.
voluptuous sluggard,
Describe plum-blossoms?
Better than my verses ... white
Wordless Butterflies
Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
The garden stretched out in a soft drift, colors jumbled any way, an unmade bed of red and yellow and pink. Then came the trees. Apple, plum, and the Japanese black pine.
she's half a bubble out of plumb.
Skyscraper National Park
The talking oak To the ancient spoke. But any tree Will talk to me.
basement concrete
pocket. "Tanner," Nathaniel
The chestnut's proud, and the lilac's pretty, The poplar's gentle and tall, But the plane tree's kind to the poor dull city - I love him best of all.
King of tha westcoast
Pemberley Woods with some perturbation;
The tree is but a huge boquet.
I was having that dream again, the good one where we're all in heaven and never heard of Treegap.
Must take care of de root for to heal de tree.
Don't pretend like you know me 'cause you shook some neighborhood tree and got a li'l rotten fruit.
There's a big luscious peach of a dream in L.A. The peach has been repeatedly exposed as overripe and tainted with wormholes... but it's still the only giant peach in town. Even if it's wet-brown and crawling with centipedes, everyone wants their bite.
Bluffton is growing. But we must hold on to that small-town character.
As the woodpecker taps in a spiral quest
From the root to the top of the tree,
Then flies to another tree,
So have I bored into life to find what lay therein,
And now it is time to die,
And I will fly to another tree.
This little boy is five years old, and big trees he loved to climb! His special name is Terry
Help one another, was a favorite Plumfield motto, and Nat learned how much sweetness is added to life by trying to live up to it.
Solution: Winchester.
hill. We took the trucks there, pulled out the
I come from Main Street, from a small town that's really depressed.
There is nothing like the plumbing fixtures to remind you that you're not in Kansas anymore. By
Trackers and hunters sworn to deepwood with clan names like Forrester and Woods, branch and bole.
I grew up around hardware. I could sell you all the plumbing and electricity you want.
I was looking at this tree but it was a dragon and then a tree,
You call me your girl one more time and I'm going to turn your gonads into plums and make jam out of them.
The tree is known by his fruit.
his name. The gardener, if you
Our tree was so puny we used orthopedic bulbs.
Beautiful December grapes, blue as plums, every grape a little skinful of sweet, tasteless water
Neverwinter Wood.
Rain scatters plum petals; Weeping stains the earth. One can only take shelter And wait for clearing.
When we reach the intersection with Homochitto Street, I turn right, into town, and soon we're passing Dunleith, the antebellum mansion that I always say makes Tara from Gone with the Wind look like a woodshed.
The Gerat Bald Swamp Hedgehog of Billericay displays, in courtship, his single prickle and does impressions of Holiday Inn desk clerks. Since this means him standing motionless for enormous periods of time he is often eaten in full display by The Great Bald Swamp Hedgehog Eater.
THE SECRET GARDEN
Pizza Hut, and then Pizza Express, before seeking sanctuary in the doorway of a Domino's Pizza.
the landlord, Mr. El Cheap-o Thompkins,
There's a large oak tree in the Newton Centre park playground that is legendary because only a few humans have hit it with a baseball from home plate, and B.J. Novak is among them. And I was there that day.
Peaches. Talk to me.
On Harpy's Drive we passed a row of trees, each one with its trunk unnaturally bloated and covered with black fuzz. I had no idea what the fuzz did, but we steered clear of it. The law of navigating post-Shift Atlanta was simple: if you don't know what it is, don't touch it.
Bagby Hot Springs.
The ripest peach is highest on the tree.