flower-laden

A flower-laden hearse arrived and within moments, we heard the sounds of a small brass band leading mourners into the church.

John Landis: India in Mourning: My Week in Mumbai and Goa 2009

Each evening, amidst a cacophony of all-night fireworks, the public flocks to the riverbank to offer beautiful flower-laden banana leaf and candle flotillas into the water.

Photo Journeys: Alison Wright: Thailand 2008

Each evening, amidst a cacophony of all-night fireworks, the public flocks to the riverbank to offer beautiful flower-laden banana leaf and candle flotillas into the water.

Photo Journeys: Alison Wright: Thailand: Loy Krathong Festival 2008

Each evening, amidst a cacophony of all-night fireworks, the public flocks to the riverbank to offer beautiful flower-laden banana leaf and candle flotillas into the water.

Photo Journeys: Alison Wright: April 2008 2008

Such men rule orderly in their cities of fair women: great riches and wealth follow them: their sons exult with ever-fresh delight, and their daughters in flower-laden bands play and skip merrily over the soft flowers of the field.

Hesiod, Homeric Hymns, and Homerica 2007

Only at evening, as he returns from the chase, he sounds his note, playing sweet and low on his pipes of reed: not even she could excel him in melody — that bird who in flower-laden spring pouring forth her lament utters honey-voiced song amid the leaves.

Hesiod, Homeric Hymns, and Homerica 2007

A dozen stout men carried a flower-laden mantel atop which was a huge statue of Señor de los Golpes, the Christ of Blows, who is flagellated during the many ceremonies surrounding Easter.

Link to an article on SMA, and another magical evening 2004

He walked home, not by the straightest road, but taking a considerable curve, round by narrow lanes, and through thick flower-laden hedges, — very thoughtful.

Framley Parsonage 2004

And once, as that bereaved mother came in the dusk to weep beside the grave, did she not see a shadowy figure start up black-robed from the flower-laden sod, and hastily drawing a thick veil over a beautiful despairing face, glide away among the trees?

Red Pottage 2004

There was, for example, that unfortunate afternoon when, going to the bedroom to wash his hands, he found that he had blundered in on a confabulation with the midwife, come to pay her visit of ceremony: a burly, big-bosomed female, of a type hitherto unknown to him, her top crowned by a vast, flower-laden hat.

Two Tales of Old Strasbourg 2003