Giant with a big trunk

Usage examples of redwood.

Kids were in town from all over the northern counties to compete on these intricately mortised masterpiece alleys, dating back to the high tide of the logging business in these parts, when the big houses framed all in redwood had gone up and legendary carpenters had appeared descending from rain-slick stagecoaches, geniuses with wood who could build you anything from a bowling alley to a Carpenter Gothic outhouse.

Nor that a sweep-winged parafoil had narrowly missed a redwood tree while banking upward from a school playground near Soquel, California.

All the Sonoma and Mendocino redwoods, with the pineries of Oregon and Washington Territory thrown in, would not make such a blaze as that.

Honda shot forward, rattled and splashed across the ditch, and slammed into the trunk of the redwood.

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The swamper at Redwood Bayou, getting the place ready for lunch, disappeared into the back where the phone was as soon as Zoyd came in the door.

During the meal, as we sit around a large redwood dinner table, Neil is wholly uncurious about my visit.

Ryan said absently, trying to get some relief from the rain by standing beneath a second, unfelled mock redwood.

Congo for many generations exploiting the resources for a lucrative European market for redwood, camwood powder, wax, ivory, tin, copper, lead, and palm oil.

The ground was carpeted with wet redwood needles on which the tires spun before gripping, but not enough rain had fallen to churn the earth into mud.

Ahead of us, at the lower end of the patio, rose the small adobe building with the peaked redwood roof that held the Cordova art collection.

Redwing, with the enthusiastic assistance of Erin Lafferty, as well as the sous-chef labours of Desis One and Two, created a multinational barbecue on the redwood porch.

Only a few stands of redwoods and Atlantean pines declared that the Hesperian Gulf lay just a few miles to the west.

I saw that morning: redwood, oak and madrone standing brilliantly outlined against a deep blue sky, meadows and grasslands teaming with field mice and other rodents, redtailed hawks circling overhead.

More leaping tree squirrels, more ruddy madronos and majestic oaks, more fairy circles of redwoods, and, still beside the singing stream, they passed a gate by the roadside.