Sentence examples for imaginary flowers from inspiring English sources

Where did you get the idea for this T? I wanted to create imaginary flowers that would wrap around the T, recreating a natural structure.

Ronald Frame has a mischievous pageboy stepping on the train of Miss Havisham's veil and having fun among the imaginary flowers of her youth.

When a travelling company brought a version of the opera Hansel and Gretel to his school, he was smitten with the illusion of theatre: "I'll never forget seeing a soprano – as I suppose she was – bending down to pick imaginary flowers".

This time she let her chest and head arch slightly backward and her arms float gently open, elbows bent, as she moved her feet in small steps, brushing them lightly across the top of the floor and then plowing them down in the imaginary flowers.

The mime would then meet some sort of violent end, such as being attacked by a swarm of angry bees while gathering imaginary flowers.

"They have this great big flower head," said Mr. Riska, cradling his hands around an imaginary bloom the size of a cantelope.

"Prague-Gnosis," the smaller display, juxtaposes the work of two Czechs: delicate imaginary plants and flowers by Anna Zemankova (1908-1986), worke work can also be seen at Phyllis Kind and the "ABCD" exhibition, and the more sweetly naive watercolors of Jindrich Vik (1899-1980).

I grew up in a world--both real and imaginary--filled with flowers, humidity, frequent rain, and the rich black gumbo soil that we have here in the southeast.

All spaces are filled with rich painted ornamentation -- animals, flowers, trees, temples, imaginary beasts.

Mostly, Keith and Stephen's games consist of boyish contributions to the war effort: construction of an imaginary railway line from the flower beds to the air-raid shelter, explorations of a nearby house gutted by a German incendiary bomb with its tenant still inside, a wary eye kept on another broken-down house recently taken over by a shadowy entity called "the Juice" (read "Jews").

"You could draw on the borough's strengths and have art stalls run by local galleries and the Brooklyn Museum," Mr. Kent said, gesturing at his imaginary agora, "and plant and flower stands run by local nurseries and the Brooklyn Botanic Garden".