A Cohesive Situation
"says here that i went to the house on sycamore to look into that missing person's case, investigated the area and found nothing, then came back here to clock out for the night.
Quiet as a Mouse
Maples, sycamores, tulip trees. _even the flowers are starting to show themselves. i saw daffodils this morning._ "no. my phone would've buzzed, too." adelaide replied. in the passenger seat, she picked up his phone. he'd set it in the cupholder.
Ander - Chapter 8, 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.
Tongue-Tied Lightning
Wilco stroked the smooth, chalky trunk of a sycamore ... as he moved by it, and said, "we gonna fly again today?" "no, i'm going out, remember ... anyway, you take too much energy out of me. have our brothers teach you. they're the oldest."
Ch. 14 Halloween special 1/9 Fall Flush
Mark grabbed up some sycamore leaves and wiped himself clean before standing to survey his work.
The Trouble with Beaches
Eventually, he found a large sycamore in the shelter of a dune. past the dune, he could hear the noise of the beach, but it may as well have been a world away. he sighed in relief and put his back to the tree.
The Irish Hills
And it seems that i can see: the gleaming candlelight, still burning bright ... " she'd begun to giggle, but ... nevertheless, joined in. " ... through the sycamore, for me.
Private Showing
Pinning the bat against a chalky sycamore tree trunk as a warm rain drizzled around them. laying on the bank of a creek in broad, breezy daylight. rocking atop an old, wooden hay wagon parked in a darkened field under a crescent moon.
Vespers
The sycamore stood tall on the other side of the creek, which was still. the chorus of frogs having dwindled a bit. the sky had a few wisps, but they were nearer the horizon. where the color was. maybe the clouds liked to skinny-dip in the sunsets.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Nine
Though the breeze had picked up, carrying with it handfuls of short, flat conifer needles and the occasional golden sycamore leaf, martin realized that his trembling hands had stilled amidst namo and uyutuk’s lachrymose discussion.
Seamless
The woods, out there, full of sycamores. a big sky as the buffer between the two realms. very nearly night. deep, blushing blue at the zenith, and lighter colors on the western front. the sun was gone. down. just as they, their bodies ...
Stealin' Away
They're in the, uh ... " he gestured with his free paw. " ... sycamores." "well, the hummingbirds were goin' at it this morning ... i don't remember them doin' that before. every day. they're like dueling spirits."