In winter, a few years ago, I lay on one of these, prone in deep snow, watching half a dozen mountain hares, blue-tinged against the white, the western sky streaked with pink.
Don't cross your legs, don't cross your arms, leave them apart, lay on your back, take deep breaths.
At the edge of Leif Ericson Park in Bay Ridge, a tree that once stood more than two stories tall lay on its side, exposing a deep gash in the ground where its roots were yanked out.
Commitment to something like Hume's position lies on one side of a deep conceptual fault line that runs through the discipline of biblical studies.
In one lifeboat, a worker lay on the deck, trying to stanch the blood flowing from a deep gash in his neck.
The city lies on approximately 200 deep canyons and hills separating its mesas, creating small pockets of natural open space scattered throughout the city and giving it a hilly geography.
Many people imagine that a "counseling session" takes place while one lies on a couch and a counselor asks deep, probing questions.
They lie on their backs, breathing deep and slow in the hot dark.
While lying on her back in deep relaxation, her gym-issued pager started buzzing.
Lie on your back in deep water with your feet in the wakeboard bindings.
