All trails in the park are
closed at dusk.
Curtains should be opened during the day to let sunshine and warmth in and
closed at dusk to prevent heat escaping.
In 1729, French astronomer Jean Jacques d'Ortous de Mairan showed that mimosa leaves, which open at dawn and
close at dusk, continued this cycle even when kept in darkness.
Bathrooms are available near the playground and also
close at dusk.
Not exact matches
They often open
at dusk and
close long after midnight, tables spilling out onto the dark sidewalk.
This is especially imperative on the off chance that you run when the sun is low coming soon, as such a variety of individuals do, in the early morning or
at night
close dusk.
Our evolutionarily
closest relatives, the chimps and bonobos, are diurnal — they operate strictly during daylight hours, bedding down
at dusk.
I
close my eyes and breathe in unison with the distant sound of sirens, a barking dog, and a slamming door Soft rhythms in the cool Spring air
at dusk.
I myself, Frank Bascombe, was mugged on Coolidge Street, one street over, late in April, spiritedly legging it home from a
closing at our realty office just
at dusk, a sense of achievement lightening my step, stiff hoping to catch the evening news, a bottle of Roederer - a gift from a grateful seller I'd made a bundle for - under my arm.
Since chinchillas are crepuscular, which means they are most active
at dawn and
dusk, you should feed them as
close to these times as possible.
Luckily, we rarely see mesquitoes
at our house... I
close the doggy door
at dusk and empty the outside water bowl and use the bowl to collect all the toys scattered in the yard and bring everything in the house each evening.
And if you play near sunset, you'll even get a taste of Scotland as a bagpiper
closes the course
at Spanish Bay
at dusk every evening.
And if you play near sunset, you'll even get a taste of Scotland as a bagpiper
closes the course
at dusk every evening.
Little things don't shake the tranquil demeanour of
Dusk Form Lycanroc, but it has a well of intense fighting spirit hidden within, and as a result, it relishes combat
at close quarters.
It was a calm orange and pink sky as
dusk closed over gently rolling surf
at Porthmeor beach; the vista clearly visible from the great curved window of Tate St Ives
at the opening night of Alex Katz: Give me Tomorrow.
The project ended in a journey from sculpture site to sea involving public participation, performance and a
closing ritual on the beach
at dusk.