Sentences with phrase «of wood smoke»
It's everything you already said: crisp, clear air; beautiful leaves; the smell of wood smoke... just too many things to mention!
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I love the crisp air, the smell of wood smoke and the colors of fall.
With Gingham curtains at the windows and the smell of wood smoke in the interior, Robert et Louise has been a Marais destination for generations.
When concentrations of very small particles of wood smoke pollution (smaller than 2.5 microns, a.k.a. «PM 2.5») reach above 10 micrograms per cubic meter, researchers find a 7 percent increase in asthma inhaler refills.
Early evening fires across Kinshasa's outskirts thicken the air with the drift of wood smoke.
The ground beneath them was still stiff with late - March cold and the scent of wood smoke drifting from their cabin smelled like his children's sleeping skins.
It also began to really feel like Fall when leaves crunched underfoot, walking home from a friends house after school, with the smell of wood smoke from the neighbor's wood stove in the air.
If you're unfamiliar with this tiny little live - fire recipe twist on grilling these popular poultry pieces, it simply combines the best of grilling (hot and fast cooking) and true outdoor barbecuing (low n» slow with a touch of wood smoke).
«Sometimes the difference between great and extraordinary turns on a whiff of wood smoke.
The Industry Public House I visited is Pittsburgh's second location — the first is in the Lawrenceville neighborhood — and it serves barrel - aged Manhattans, lumberjack Old Fashioneds (made with your choice of wood smoked by a torch - wielding bartender) and wild boar bacon.
Each nanoparticle is about 300 nanometers in diamter, or three times the size of a particle of wood smoke.
We sipped in a state of bliss, the scent of wood smoke in the chilly air, our children mercifully entertained by a distant trampoline.
For visitors to Old Sturbridge Village, the first whiff of spring isn't the aroma spring flowers, it's the smell of wood smoke and maple syrup — a sure sign that the sap is rising and spring is on the way.
A whiff of perfume or the smell of wood smoke can dredge up a host of memories.
In the morning the sun will come up and the rest of life will resume — where it will become cliche to admire the beauty of the stars, facile to feel transported by the smell of wood smoke, childish to admit to loving your siblings, and weak to be made secure by the idea of your parents still married up in the house — and we will awaken and kick out of our sleeping bags and find in the pit a huge bed of glowing coals, perfect for the slow roasting of the lambs.
I felt cocooned by the thick crescendoing song of the crickets, that voluptuous blanket of summer night humidity, the smell of wood smoke, the heavy dew of the tall grass around us, the necessary and anchoring voices, giggles, farts, and squeals of disgust of my older siblings.