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...Aromas of frying bread, blooming flowers and wood fires commingled at dawn....
...As day dawns, the news of the suicide on this cold November morning has not filtered beyond the staff....
...Every day I was woken at dawn to the sound of his soulful voice singing the prayers, one of the deep pleasures of the journey....
...Our rooms are simple but comfortable, each with a shower-room where dawn seeps through a surprisingly unnecessary fly-screen....
...“At dawn, dew silvered the spiders’ silk strung between the grass blades in our pastures so that the horses left trails where they walked like the wakes of slow vessels in still water,” she muses....
...There was the beetle in the dry Kalahari that stands on its head overnight to allow the droplets of morning dew to run down its back into its mouth....
...Roughly translated as “dew of the sun”, this floral elixir was made with flower waters (supposedly, though one suspects rarely literally, harvested from dew-drenched flowers at dawn) that were then fortified...
...Its red, pad-like leaves are equipped with tendrils that glisten with what appears to be dew....
...Tigers are nocturnal, making dawn prime spotting time: we leave in darkness, with blankets, hot water bottles and hand mufflers to fend off the chill....
...As the part of restructuring, Dawn Hudson, one of America’s most successful women executives, is to step down as head of Pepsi-Cola North America, the main drinks business, in a move that underlines the...
...The gang meets an American political exile, whose bittersweet experiences in Cuba burn some of the dew off their ideological naivety....
...And then there is the beautiful sound of dawn. By an extreme stroke of luck our apartment overlooks a Zen temple, where a low, muffled drumming marks the dawn of day....
...Dawn chorus, dialects, dew ponds, diwali, grassy triangles, glow worms, manhole covers and Martello towers are all celebrated, each miniature essay a gem, the whole adding up to a magnificent rebuttal of...
...In the rosy light before dawn the air smells of horses and of dew on dry grass. On a mountain-bike, I come across cowboys: stockmen in Akubra hats on horseback, lassos over their shoulders....
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