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Smelling of cones and needles
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Alternative clues for the word piny
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a. Of, pertaining to, or having many pines
Usage examples of piny.
The depths were cloudless overhead, The air was calm as it could be, There was no sight or sound of dread, But that black Anchor floating still Over the piny eastern hill.
There was no sound in the house, no sound outside except the mournful hoot of an owl, far away in the piny woods.
The air smelled slowthe sweet, cold, piny flavor of smoldering desert wood.
The needles crunched a little, releasing more piny scent, but otherwise his own footsteps were almost noiseless.
He tried to make her think they could see that great iron crucifix which watches over it day and night from its piny cliff.
But she saw only darkness and flecks of moonlight among the trees, and heard only their own footfalls, the squawk and chirp of night birds, the papery sounds of the piny limbs stirred by breezes and sometimes quiet, skittery sounds of small animals scurrying nearby.
The stagecoach reached the pass at near the witching hour of twelve, an hour ahead of schedule, just as I, taking no chances, drove my own caleche with four black horses up close behind the diligence where it paused in the midnight landscape, half piny and half barren.
That day was partly cloudy, with the snow coming and going like curtains drawn across the rocky, piny landscape.
By the time she was at the outskirts of the city, smelling the damp, piny smell of the early-mo ming air, she was feeling quite good again.
Of course everyone in town knew that Missouri Ike worked at Piny Ridge.
However, though he, Ron and Hermione searched through their lunchtimes, evenings and whole weekends – though Harry asked Professor McGonagall for a note of permission to use the Restricted Section, and even asked the irritable, vulture-like librarian, Madam Pince, for help – they found nothing whatsoever that would enable Harry to spend an hour underwater and live to tell the tale.
They waited, and a moment later the vulturelike countenance of Madam Pince appeared around the corner, her sunken cheeks, her skin like parchment, and her long hooked nose illuminated unflatteringly by the lamp she was carrying.