Sentence examples for bleak sky from inspiring English sources

Framed like that, separated from the bleak sky, it lost its power to terrify.

Nothing conveys the gay psyche like a bleak sky glimpsed through a dizzying rush of distant poplars – the type gay boys stare at longingly from the homophobic inferno of the school bus.

On March 4 , 1933 Roosevelt was inaugurated under a bleak sky, at the darkest hour of the Great Depression, with banks across the country failing, hundreds of thousands of homes and farms foreclosed, and a quarter of Americans out of work.

Praised by his boss as "an American hero" and by his widow as one who "didn't separate serving his country from serving his family," Johnny Micheal Spann, an intelligence agent who was the first American killed by the enemy in Afghanistan, was laid to rest with full military honors today under a bleak sky at Arlington National Cemetery.

His eye had always been for depth and detail, and he demonstrated an awareness of fine art when he photographed the broad sweep of serried roofs in Cornwall (St Ives, 1953); the Skylon, the structure that came to symbolise the Festival of Britain, against a bleak sky (1951); and a toddler straining against the wind on the concrete flats of Plymouth Hoe (his daughter Katkin, in 1968).

The village that fills up during the tourist season is deserted, and bleak skies alternate with drizzling rain.

There are bleak skies and brooding landscapes; a head-scratchingly unusual murder; a charismatic, if troubled, lead detective, and a storyline with more (pickled) red herrings than you could shake a loaf of rye bread at.

Today, under bleak skies in Sydney Harbor, it descended on the United States skipper Russ Silvestri and his two dozen opponents in the Finn single-handed dinghy class as the second week of the Olympic sailing competition continued.

Summer-home owners who feel put out by the over-the-top social scene are braving bleak skies in an attempt to recapture the mythical atmosphere that first lured them to the tip of Long Island, be it the blue-blood clubbiness of Southampton or the elegant intellectualism of East Hampton.

Friday was draped in bleak skies and temperamental bouts of the wet stuff.

Throughout the text are graphic colour photographs: phosphorus bursts white against black sky, a Humvee aflame on a bleak highway.