The day of the naked hike.
At the top of the mountain there was a level place, with sycamore all along one side and a view of the cawhee valley on the other, where the sun was going down. i sat by ralph and he leaned in with an arm around me, watching the bland yellow sunset.
Thrill of the Hunt
At the far side of the clearing, a trail led into another section of park in which spruces, laurels, and sycamores grew closer together than elsewhere.
Identity: Chapter Thirty-Eight
Strangely, hunter had parked right under the shade of the big sycamore that locals referred to as the lynching tree, because legend had that during reconstruction, a few former slaves had been hung from this very tree.
To Comfort A Cryptid
I looked down and noticed a dead sycamore tree leaf with a few glowing green splotches on it. it was stained with none other than curt's tears from when he was crying before we met. i picked up the leaf and carried it home with me.
Rose's Thread
It was by a stroke of luck that we had gone down sycamore road. there was her car in the driveway of that old building. when i saw that, i had an eerie feeling. we parked in front of the building and i told penny to stay.
Priests of the Field - chapter 07
He had climbed a tall sycamore for the night, less for safety than for the pleasure of climbing. there was a shift in the thicker branch next to his. on that branch, he saw on glancing, was a nude cernunnos. "good morning," he said.
Boundaries
Penelope simmons smiled and gave herself a mental pat on the back for a job well done; she was after all the head of the hoa in sycamore street.
The Amazing Skunk Boy! (chapter 1 origins and transformations)
The smell of the dripping forest hung heavy in the air, wet leaves, moss, that sharp smell of sycamore, and somewhere, off in the distance, the faint muskiness of skunks. a fine, icy mist fell, the winds picked up, and the temperatures dropped.
A Gentleman's Arrangement
The fox had spent a good two hours meticulously trimming the edges of the lawn, cutting the hedges and lilyturf into neat, uniform shapes, weeding the tulip beds, and mowing the grass in straight, even rows (fortunately the sycamore tree hadn’t needed any
Ander - Epilogue: Subchapter 4
A sycamore leaf landed upon her gravestone, and james absentmindedly brushed it away. "i saw them together at michael's house the other day, out on the porch. the whole family, just talking, having a nice little visit.
The Brothers of Brinbore Town, Chapter 1: Strangling the Lily's Roots
Finally, caleb stops and kneels in front of two graves perched just beneath a sycamore sapling. the names engraved on them are marianne and geoffrey bowen: our parents. or, more accurately, caleb's parents.
The Silver Circle, excerpt
"welcome to sycamore heights estates, valerie. i'm leon." he held out a tan, callused hand. "martin told me about you," she said. "i'm just here for a couple weeks. what's good to do in the area?" "lots," he said. "what do you like to do?"