What is "dark-green"

Usage examples of "dark-green".

Its clothing was singular, to say the leasthigh-topped brogans of black leather, baggy pantaloons and baggier shirt of what looked to be a good-quality cloth in the hue of a dark-green olive, what might have been a broad sword belt cinching the waist, but no visible weapons and no armor except the close-fitting helmet.

Wider gaze took in a wonderful park, not only surrounded by lofty crags, but full of crags of lesser height, many lifting their heads from dark-green groves of trees.

The house shone, the olive, almond and pomegranate trees were bearing fruit, the fig trees were spreading broad, dark-green leaves and the parrots were preening themselves in the cages between the trellised vines.

It was not the crowns of trees that merged to form a dark-green, shaggy surface, but dry, lifeless, bushlike tangles—tangles of grotesque barbed wire, or knotted tubes of some type, or cables.

He was dressed in a dark-green dress coat, knee breeches of the color of cuisse de nymphe effrayee, as he called it, shoes, and silk stockings.

Like an echo chamber, the shelter magnified every excited breath, every slap of the dark-green water on the fibreglass hull.

Finally she selected, faute de mieux, a dark-green wool that hung loosely from the yoke and could be belted to any diameter required.

The kitten was awake and talking to a slender gray fela with dark-green eyes and short fur.

As well as a dark-green Aga, the room had a matching American-style double-fronted fridge-freezer and a dishwasher.

Cadets bearing a star of red roses and a cushion covered with medals were followed by a porter pushing a handcart and coffin, then a dozen shuffling generals in dark-green dress uniforms and white gloves, two musicians with trumpets and two with dented tubas playing a funeral march from a sonata by Chopin.

By straining his eyes and his imagination Sean could make out the dark-green belt of the Sabi watercourse.

The lamplight cast bright squiggles on the dark-green harbor water and gave hulking immensity to the dark shapes that were moored or anchored ships.

The green line led down to the bar, where waited pure punch and wicked punch and plain dark-green bottles.

It was a dark-green grocer's van, tall and squared, with smart black mudguards and a newly washed look.

In memories that now unfolded like incredibly elaborate origami sculptures, I saw the rising ramparts of the Siskiyous, forested with her on her of enormous Sitka spruce, with scattered Brewer's spruce (the most beautiful of all the conifers), Lawson cypress, Douglas fir, tangerine-scented white fir that was rivaled in aromatic influence only by the tufted incense cedar, dogwood with no scent but with brilliant leaves, big-leaf maple, pendulous western maple, neat ranks of dark-green Sadler oak, and even in the faded light of memory that scene took my breath away.