Sentences with phrase «see the tree with»

Then one day I was walking along Tinker Creek thinking of nothing at all and I saw the tree with lights in it.

Then we would all step out together at the same time to see the tree with all the gifts under it!

I always loved getting up to see the tree with the lights on and the presents under it.

Not exact matches

Most people are trying to chop down their tree — their «job» — with a dull saw.

Classical physics — the kind we know about courtesy of Galileo and Newton — is comparatively easy to understand because we can clearly see it working all around us: the apple falls from the tree; the earth orbits the sun; the thrown baseball follows an arc that we can predict with an equation.

And even if you don't see a single tree on your jaunt out of the office, getting away from the need to think about work, keep up appearances, and make small talk with colleagues will make your break hugely more refreshing, Jarrett reports.

If the woodcutter were to stop sawing, sharpen his saw, and go back to cutting the tree with a sharp blade, he would actually save time and effort in the long run.

How can smart people with young children not see that they are cutting down the last trees on Easter Island?

«It's the type of damage that you see in neighborhood with exhaust vents ripped off roofs, downed trees, there's some fencing down, a little bit of water intrusion,» Reed said.

Nancy worked with Sonja to create her «money genogram,» a visual family tree that helped her understand her personal money patterns and her family's history and patterns around money behaviors, beliefs, feelings and relationships (see my previous article).

However, I was more content and happy to feel and see «God» outside, with the plants and trees.

No; but with them gone I see the years ahead opening like a pathway deep in snow above the tree line; ridges I can't tread at half the pace of thirty years ago, when I was starting out.

It doesn't take much imagination to see how a tree - dwelling animal, born with a mutation that gave it webbing between its arms and body, could have a compet.itive advantage (less likely to fall to its death, able to access more food, etc) and be more likely to survive and pro-create.

We can see that the gospel starts with Adam, and the beginning of the family tree.

Let's see, then there is: «Libtard», «DemocRATS», «Baby Killers», «They want to sing kumbyah with tahrists», «pot - smoking, tahrist - loving libtards», «lazy libs», «bedwetting liberal», «tree hugger», «Socialist»,... to name jsut a fwe from your ilk!

kudlak, Could be... Amongst pagan people with divided loyalties who prosti.tuted the worship of the Lord, Asherah trees were seen in many places alongside altars to the LORD.

And I saw another angel ascending from the east, having the seal of the living God: and he cried with a loud voice to the four angels, to whom it was given to hurt the earth and the sea, Saying, Hurt not the earth, neither the sea, nor the trees, till we have sealed the servants of our God in their foreheads.

And the children, when they climbed down from the trees and hurried home, were ordered by their frightened parents never to speak of what they had seen — at school, with friends, in shops, anywhere.

One can almost see the stately procession of those oriental women, dignified as queens, in the peace of the oriental evening coming down the slope from the little city, each with her graceful water - jar on her shoulder, while around the tree - sheltered well lie the ten great hulking beasts still saddled with their baggage and gaudy with the beads and trinkets that camel - drivers have always loved.

Here and there one glimpses a quiet vale with a single tree overhanging a well, the typical «peaceful valley»; or he may see the flocks waiting under the midday sun, as they did in biblical times, while the shepherds draw water for them.

One thing makes me feel very uncomfortable when I see parent fools their children by lying to them that an old dude with the name of Santa will come and get you gifts or anything you wish for... and they put things under the tree and make these poor children know that these are from Santa... and its being done generation after generation... parents now were victimized when they were child by their parents and they are repeating the same with their children and it is now in a loop and no one seems to be wanting to get out of the loop which is plain lie and very clear... but these poor children has nothing to do as they under the custody of these parents...

And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired to make one wise, she took of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and gave also unto her husband with her; and he did eat.

A long, honest look and conversation with the man in the mirror may help you see the beauty of the process, remember yourself in the chaos of your internal battle (sometimes we lose ourselves this way — kind of like not seeing the forest for the trees), and discover the blessing that you are, in the way the people your life touches already feel you are.

This strangeness is understood when one comes to see that the spirit that conquered a huge land is a spirit continuous with that which today plays with technics as a previous generation made a game out of felling trees, shucking corn, and plowing fields.

Some idea of the vividness of Jesus» teaching can be seen by comparing this saying with a rabbinical one of similar import: «If a man was walking by the way and studying and he ceased his study and said, «How fine is this tree!»

Paying careful attention, we see how one desert is not the same as another, how different trees flourish under specific conditions, how some cultures speak with animals as spirit - friends.

With an explanation that leaves the reader possibly more puzzled than Nathanael, Jesus answers, «I saw you under the fig tree before Philip called you.»

Jeff: This is what causes division as we go about doing even good things, out of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil to set up another sect out of our carnal nature; above is the outcome; Jesus came to cause division among men that tries to become their own god and sets up camp, even for them that call themselves Christian, for them that have went from Him and His Words, even that are not of His Spirit: Jesus said; the Words that I speak are Spirit and Life, That means the Words of man can only bring forth death: Therefore; if we do not have His Spirit in us, then we too can only speak forth death: This is what it is to be a believer, we truly believe our Lord: I can see what the Catholic church and her daughters are doing to form a religious Babylonian city: Even as God caused a division in Babylon in the past because the peoples became great, so to is it now with all of the man made sects of religion: But when we are filled with the Spirit of God then we can not help but to live for God: It is written; those who are led by His spirit are His children: Thank - you Jeff: Those who are of His Spirit will know these truths, those who are not of His Spirit truly believe a believer is as they and can not know what we speak, because they live in unbelief: Thank - you again Jeff; In Jesus Name Alexandria: P.S..

As I sit at the shot - at tree The rough wound opens and grows strange and deep Within the wood, till suddenly I see A galaxy aswirl with flame, I do not sleep And yet I see a trillion stars speed light In ever - singing dance within the hole Surrounded by the tree.

We could of hung him on a tree limb for all to see but we did it with respect and for that, I believed we did the best we could.

And as their car lies mangled and wrapped around a tree, see the otherworldly aftermath as each student faces the eternal consequences of an afterlife with or without Jesus.

Is it not possible with the eyes of faith to see in every Christmas tree, in every wreath, in every exchange of gifts, in every instance of generosity to the needy, in every family reunion of loved ones from far and near» to see in every Christmas celebration, even of those who do not acknowledge him, remote outposts of his blessings that flow as far as the curse is found?

We have just seen how, under the influence of Mesopotamian ideas, the Cosmic Tree comes to symbolize, with its seven branches, the seven planetary heavens.

Genesis 3: 6When the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was a delight to the eyes, and that the tree was desirable to make one wise, she took from its fruit and ate; and she gave also to her husband with her, and he ate.

Got to wakeup one day and see the world with the right light glasses and not with dark one's... if you want to know or find out the real truth about the problem or any problem you got to ignore the turning over leafs, rather should go to the roots of the tree to see the main cause of the problem to fix it... rather than surface solutions that keeps the problem returning over and over again...!

If your're driving along the coast, you'll hardly see any chilies, though, except for the occasional plant in a residential front yard, underneath lemon or olive trees, together with all sorts of herbs.

I can't remember why I call it my New Orleans Coleslaw now (I've been making it, or a version of it, for so long) but I think it has something to do with all the wonderful pecan trees I saw when I was there.

I haven't used a lot of them this season, mostly because I've been trying to keep up with our lemon tree in our backyard, but when I saw the gorgeous L'oranges at the McEvoy Olive Company's store (where they had just pulled them off their trees the day before) in the Ferry Building, I knew I had to snag some.

Actually it's the only way I buy bananas now that I found the «Re-Wraps»... I buy trees of freckled wonders (the clerk always asks if I am making banana bread and I tell her I own a monkey, «It's my own ritual of getting these treasures home»)... You see we are BIG FANS of hot cereals, Oatmeal, etc... AND there is NOTHING so delicious as a ripe banana in it... We even eat baked or broiled oatmeal as desserts, with those ripe bananas hidden within like buried treasures... Thank you so much for this wonderful recipe... My banana basket mountain of bananas is a BIT TOO HIGH today and begging to be pruned... It's nice a cool here in CT today SO let the baking begin!!!

If you haven't seen it for yourself, I'm here to tell you it's very moving to watch eggs suddenly appear on top of tall trees and hatch, followed by squawking open mouths, and weeks later witness awkward, tentative fledglings learn to fly with their new wispy feathers.

I'm a huge fan of the Dollar Tree, and it's always a fun challenge to head there and see what I can come up with.

Sure, I've seen mountains and evergreens before, but these mountains were covered with the tallest, greenest, handsomest trees and happy little streams that flowed everywhere.

I wasn't really a fan of the long car trips, and sometimes I didn't understand why we had to see «x» site or hike on a certain trail — afterall, didn't every trail have a path with trees and after a long exhausting climb one finally got to see a decent view?

Oh and one more cute thing from the party, my Mother - in - Law, with the help of her artistic sister, made this Thomas veggie train with a cardboard Thomas they made «from scratch» and long baskets (I've seen these at Dollar Tree, like MIL, like DIL!)

What a great feeling it is, when you see the yellow color hiding somewhere between the trees and bushes and you can cook with something you have just picked up fresh from the ground.

Besides the simultaneous happiness and heartache that comes with finally getting to see your people after a few years away, here are some other things I'm really looking forward to: staring at the blossoming chestnut trees outside of my mom's kitchen window, visiting the food market across the street from there every day, fresh sorrel soup, mom's melt - in - your - mouth zucchini fritters, and a good morel mushroom season, if I'm lucky.

I could not hear the speeches, see the long tables, made of rough boards, spread under the forest - trees, participate with the immense throng in their barbecue dinner, and witness and enjoy all the strange and varied scenes and incidents inseparably connected with such a gathering of all the «sovereigns» in the Brush.

We brought some back with us, but it just doesn't taste the same as it did when the weather was hot and you could see groves of olive and almond trees dotting the landscape.

We put up the tree about a week ago, when a trip to the supermarket saw us leaving happily with the first Christmas tree we've ever bought; and despite the fact that it isn't even a real pine tree, but is made of plastic instead, seeing it in our living room makes it feel more like Christmas.

You can find the trees in other places; in fact, there's one in the courtyard of my building, except I saw the gardener spraying it with something, so I don't use them.