Durable wood

Usage examples of cypress.

Ottomans and center of the silk trade, its quiet, declining streets abloom with minarets and cypress trees.

Constructed of heart cypress from trees felled in the swamp that was a part of the acreage, it was filled with all the furnishings that made life gracious as well as comfortable.

Nevill Caird were in the cypress avenue when Victoria Ray drove up in a ramshackle cab, guided by an Arab driver who squinted hideously.

Behind the grimy, soot-darkened facades of their houses were sumptuous palaces of fragrant cypress and cryptomeria wood, and white-plastered storehouses stacked to the rafters with chests of silks and lacquer ware and porcelain.

From Deep Lake it is a terrible distance across the Cypress to Fort Myers but only thirteen miles south to the Storter docks at Everglade, and Mr.

Algiers, and walked the three miles or so to the head of Bayou des Familles, through cypress swamps that crowded along the edges of the higher land near the river.

Still, a single hinoki cypress, dark green, flourished amid its sterile surroundings.

Instead he veered for the high ground himself, where the water ash and cypress and palmetto gave place to loblolly pine that killed most undergrowth with its needles.

No trace of a garden, except for a bizarrely suburban machicolation of cypress hedge.

The customary essences of neroli, eucalyptus and cypress were meant only as a cover for the actual scent that he intended to produce: that was the scent of humanness.

Stoner, A week ago, just about this time, Frank and I were arriving at the Stoner homestead in far-off Holly Bluff--home of pecky cypress at its best, and Frank was getting a second look at his beloved paneling.

In the gush of names I learned that Junie Alteck art-directed Cypress Hill and Redman videos, Bee Prudhomme had been knifed to death by a lover in a ski chalet outside Helsinki, and Moira Hogarth was a performance artist known for being censured by a Midwestern senator.

Suddenly the houses were again shaken, the minarets reeled like cypresses, and the wall against which Captain Polyxigis was leaning split right down the middle.

I had stripped the paper from the wall next to the window, put liquid wood filler in the two bullet holes there, then sanded them over and repapered the cypress planks.

He galloped away along the Lower Road, in the direction of Quien Sabe, emerging from the grove of cypress and eucalyptus about the ranch house, and coming out upon the bare brown plain of the wheat land, stretching away from him in apparent barrenness on either hand.