Sentences with phrase «wood houses of»

The traditional wood houses of Southeast Portland are stunning.

Clark's maps and journals describe a small village of several wood houses of the native Tillamook people who lived on both sides of the creek he named Ecola.

In his journal, Clark described a small village of several wood houses of native Tillamook people who lived on both sides of the creek.

Not exact matches

Unlike the 18 - storey student residence rising at the University of B.C., or the 25 - storey office tower planned for Vienna, the proposed Terrace House is not entirely wood - framed; developer PortLiving is calling it a «hybrid timber structure» — wood framed on its upper floors, but using more conventional steel and concrete construction methods lower down.

Meanwhile, hanging out in the living room of your one - story, wood - frame house will only cut down the radiation by half, which — if you are next to a nuclear explosion — will not do much to help you.

Two years ago, the house, constructed from untreated woods and equipped with water - saving laundry equipment and compact lighting, was the subject of a story in the Burlington Free Press under the headline «Greenhouse» — which raised the hackles of many hard - core Vermonters, including more than a few former Seventh Generation employees.

The images are of mangled wood house frames reduced to rubble after Oklahoma's devastating tornado last May.

Leatherman is a tried - and - true name in this market, and its Sidekick packs 17 different tools into into its tiny steel build, including wire cutters, multiple types of knives, a can opener, a wood and metal file, and Phillips, large, and small screwdrivers, among other things that could help you do grunt work around the house.

The silhouette of a contractor is seen hammering wood framing for a house under construction in the Norton Commons subdivision of Louisville, Kentucky.

Besides cars, the poorest shelters are made of wood, plaster, and other materials that don't shield against much radiation — about 20 % of houses fall into this category.

«To meet the R - 2000 standards with a wood - frame house requires a lot of redundancy,» he notes.

Molly's House is very textured and rustic, with most of the wood reclaimed from the site.

paid to third party inspector to look for evidence of termites, dry rot, or other wood damage; not always required but definitely strongly recommended for frame houses.

We have Muslims who you will smell what we call «Odahh» some sort of sandal wood from which perfume oils are extracted used as perfume or be used as perfume smoke to smoke rooms and house....

In the hills above this chestnut tree and in the woods behind my house lie dead trunks, decades old — some of them more than three - quarters of a century fallen.

In the beginning of Little House on the Prairie, we are told that there were no more animals in the big wood because «wild animals would not stay in a country where there were so many people.

Although they lived in comparative isolation, a part of farm and other forest produce like wax, honey and dried meat of animals was marketed for cash through Muslim traders.5 Many of their houses were good substantial erections of wood and stone,» although a majority preferred to live in temporary huts of mud and bamboos as the «survivors often dislike living in a dwelling in which the head of the family has died.

Viewing Jesus as a country peasant who combined marginal farming with village carpentry, Legrand suggests that Jesus» work must have been in building houses which involved very little wood work since house construction those days was little dependent on wood.24 Therefore, additional farm work was inevitable for the sake of subsistence.

In manhood, he needs wood to build a house and, later, still more wood to build a boat on which to ship out in midlife escape; and the tree, each time, obliges to the point of reducing itself to a stump on which the exhausted old man finally comes home to rest.

Next he feels the need for money and works at carrying off and selling the tree's apples, and after that, he uses the wood of the tree to build himself a house in which to shelter a wife and children.

A former newspaper reporter, Merrill writes for children and adults from a little house in the big woods of midcoast Maine.

What useful material is a stick of wood, he seems to say, You can cook your meals with it, you can heat your house, and, if any is left, you can make a god to which you may pour out the deepest aspirations of your soul!

We headed for an old playground tucked behind a few dodgy houses, the neglected kind with a wooden play structure that is too tall for insurance purposes, and bits of wood, too - full trash cans, loitering teenagers who slink away when adults show up, and those old swings on long, long chains that make sure a kid touches the sky.

And as far as «the church», why can't they just meet in a school, house, park... why do millions of dollars have to be invested in stone, carpet, iron, wood, stained glass windows, etc..

Once, when I was a pastor in Montana, I was outside by my woodpile (we use wood to heat our houses in Montana) talking with a man about all of this, and he wasn't persuaded.

His 1956 compilation Let Us Compare Mythologies contains poems like «For Wilf and His House,» which opens: «When young the Christians told me / how we pinned Jesus / like a lovely butterfly against the wood, / and I wept beside paintings of Calvary / at velvet wounds / and delicate twisted feet.»

I do feel, I guess, that somewhere behind all this» — he gestures outward at the scenery; they are passing the housing development this side of the golf course, half - wood half - brick one - and - a-half-stories in little flat bulldozed yards with tricycles and spindly three - year - old trees, the un-grandest landscape in the world — «there's something that wants me to find it» [P. 107].

Perhaps few people will mind the words, but many will emit cries of dismay as the minister turns those words into action by picking up a lucrative part - time job, for instance, or disappearing two days a week to continue a honeymoon with his spouse, or getting into politics because he finds it refreshing, or buying a lot in the woods and building his own house.

, and rush out of the house with four minutes to spare for a five - minute sprint to church, and then... then I would simply turn north, through the small woods between our house and Mass, and head to the village bakery, perhaps, or just stroll unconcernedly along the railroad tracks, a free man, subject to no ancient religion and its pompous authority, bound by no rules and regulations — an independent spirit, a young man choosing his road for himself.

And this I did, my friends; this I did, sprinting out of the house in the direction of church, mostly thrilled at the success of my devious plan thus far, but with a tiny dark roil somewhere near my spleen or gall bladder; and headlong went I through the little alley behind the Murphys» house, and toward the small bedraggled woods behind the firehouse, not even a forest but more like an overgrown vacant lot.

The store features an in - house smoker that uses a blend of kiwi and guava woods to serve fresh, house - smoked pipikaula, pork spareribs and chicken thighs ready to go.

Personally, I usually do the first method unless I am running out of the house and won't be around 45 minutes later to place the wood sticks.

One of the first things I noticed about the house where we stayed was the amazing wood - fire oven in the backyard.

Often in post-Colonial Virginia, for the sake of room and the safety of the main house from fire, meat was roasted or baked in an outdoor oven that resembled today's home wood - burning pits.

Let me know when a little house becomes available in your neck of the woods!

- I love the idea that a copy of my book lives in Margaret Roach's rural house in the woods.

They were lost in the woods after their bread crumb trail disappeared and instead of finding their way back home, they found a house made of gingerbread and candy.

Housed in the old kitchen building of the Victorian - era home, the low - lit narrow space has rustic brick walls and high ceilings of dark - wood rafters, the better to accommodate the shelves and shelves of whiskey that Chef Brock loves.

Once seated, I took my time to decompress from a busy day in the city amid the eatery's inviting décor, which featured original artwork paired with warm woods, earth tones and dim lighting reminiscent of a steak house.

Tara Jensen hosts a monthly pizza night, and every time she's sure that no one will come, and every time, nearly 100 people show up, finding their way to the town of Marshall, North Carolina, then heading six miles northwest on Route 70 along the French Broad River, winding around the knoll called Walnut, and stopping at the dirt driveway leading to her compound, which consists of an algae - covered pond, a shack in the woods, a brick oven, and two pitched - roof houses, one of which is a bakery that goes by the name of Smoke Signals.

I managed to harvest a pile of rosemary as the frost hit this fall, (around 9 PM in the dark with my flashlight as the coyotes yelped in the woods behind our house).

Yesterday evening, my husband and I had quite a scare as out littlest one tumbled down our steep flight of city steps (hard hard wood that's not the most gentle on teeny tiny noggins), thankfully only leaving a few loose teeth, a bunch of bruises and a little blood, but it left every single person in our house shaken up.

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.

Located on 5 1/2 partially wooded acres in a sedate, high - income suburb, the house, when completed this winter, will include just about every fun extra the two of them could think of — from immense walk - in closets to an atrium to a fully enclosed rifle range.

Some gamesome wights will tell you that they have to plant weeds there, they don't grow naturally; that they import Canada thistles; that they have to send beyond seas for a spile to stop a leak in an oil cask; that pieces of wood in Nantucket are carried about like bits of the true cross in Rome; that people there plant toadstools before their houses, to get under the shade in summertime; that one blade of grass makes an oasis, three blades in a day's walk a prairie; that they wear quicksand shoes, something like Laplander snowshoes; that they are so shut up, belted about, every way inclosed, surrounded, and made an utter island of by the ocean, that to their very chairs and tables small clams will sometimes be found adhering, as to the backs of sea turtles.

Though just a few hundred feet from the house, it really does feel like a whole other place, tucked into the edge of the woods as it is.

Growing up, she spent long hours in the woods and wetlands near her house cultivating a deep appreciation of nature and wildlife.

Thankfully, the trusty but so very old maples in front of the house stood steady and strong, though we did lose a lot of smaller branches and smaller trees in the woods and pasture where it matters a bit less.

The house made of wood which is quite good.

This type of baby gates is recommended for parts of the house where falling of baby gate can result in serious injury such as wood stove or fireplace.