greeneries

The plan if push through, will make the place a jungle of concrete edifices eliminating of what remains the only lush greeneries in the city.

Mini Forest within Baguio City under Study for Commercial Development Nomadicasian 2008

The amazing wonder that this world gives is what I treasure by giving back my responsibility in loving the environment, the greeneries and the Mother Nature itself.

The Twilight Zone Nomadicasian 2007

And the greeneries of the winter had not been stuck up in the old-fashioned, idle way, a bough just fastened up here and a twig inserted there; but everything had been done with some meaning, with some thought towards the original architecture of the building.

The Last Chronicle of Barset 2004

Yards, greeneries, conservatories breathe a June like fragrance, and aviaries are vocal with songsters, mocked outside by the American mocking-bird, who chants all night under the full moon, as if day was too short for his medley.

Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science Volume 11, No. 22, January, 1873 Various

As for the "carnation houses," they made us think of spice islands floating on seas of green; the "pansy houses" were beds of gold and amethyst; the "violet houses" and "smilax greeneries," perfect visions of spring.

Harper's Young People, March 23, 1880 An Illustrated Weekly Various

Leaning back in her seat in the dim, cool recesses of the conservatory, amongst the flowers and the greeneries, she looks like a little nymph in love with the silence and the sense of rest that the hour holds.

A Little Rebel A Novel

At home they had had some lilac bushes and a row of peonies; here were acres of greeneries, filled with flowers of gorgeous and unimaginable splendor, and rare plants from every part of the world.

Samuel the Seeker Upton Sinclair 1923

There she led me into a rose garden, and seated beneath its clustered greeneries she said with an air of triumph,

"Marse Henry" : an autobiography, 1921

Now August came, that florid lazy month when mid-summer dawdles along in trailing greeneries, and the day is like some jocund pagan, all flushed and asleep, with dripping beard rosy in a wine bowl of fat vine leaves.

Gentle Julia Booth Tarkington 1907

I stared after her for a moment or more, watching the pretty brown dress flashing in and out of shadow among the ragged greeneries, shafts of sunshine now and then flashing upon her hair.

The Guest of Quesnay Booth Tarkington 1907