sulphur-yellow

When we finally centred the bird in the telescope you could see that his throat was a glittering emerald, his crown sulphur-yellow.

Country diary: Papua New Guinea Mark Cocker 2010

The lucidity, the clarity of the light that afternoon was sufficient to itself; perfect transparency must be impenetrable, these vertical bars of a brass-coloured distillation of light coming down from the sulphur-yellow interstices in a sky hunkered with grey clouds that bulge with more rain.

Archive 2004-12-01 2004

Rundown houses gave way to wooded hollows haunted by trickles of sulphur-yellow water.

Archive 2004-11-01 2004

Rundown houses gave way to wooded hollows haunted by trickles of sulphur-yellow water.

From On High 2004

The lucidity, the clarity of the light that afternoon was sufficient to itself; perfect transparency must be impenetrable, these vertical bars of a brass-coloured distillation of light coming down from the sulphur-yellow interstices in a sky hunkered with grey clouds that bulge with more rain.

Openings 2004

Then MacCann is a sulphur-yellow liar, said Lynch energetically. —

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man 2003

Zayla is the normal African port, — a strip of sulphur-yellow sand, with a deep blue dome above, and a foreground of the darkest indigo.

First footsteps in East Africa 2003

Like a hallucination, painfully clear, he saw again their home as he had imagined it; he saw their garden, and Elizabeth feeding Nero and the pigeons on the drive by the sulphur-yellow phloxes that grew as high as her shoulder; and the drawing-room, with the water-colours on the walls, and the balsams in the china bowl mirrored by the table, and the book-shelves, and the black piano.

Burmese Days 2002

Of parrots there were more sorts than imagination dreamed existed—huge white ones with striking sulphur-yellow crests, grey ones with cyclamen breasts, black ones, rainbow-hued ones, tiny speckled chartreuse ones, red-and-blue ones, green ones, and dozens more besides.

Morgan’s Run Colleen McCullough 2000

Of parrots there were more sorts than imagination dreamed existed—huge white ones with striking sulphur-yellow crests, grey ones with cyclamen breasts, black ones, rainbow-hued ones, tiny speckled chartreuse ones, red-and-blue ones, green ones, and dozens more besides.

Morgan’s Run Colleen McCullough 2000