Word: mimosa
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...stayed green all winter long. Dutch bargemen poled happily along canals that were free of January ice for the first time since 1900. With the canals absorbing some 60% of the country's freight traffic, hard-pressed Dutch railroads were breathing easy. In Italy, where the fragrant mimosa had flowered in December, thanks to the mildest winter of the century, cattle and sheep were grazing hoof-deep in verdant pastureland while farmers sent their plows deep into soft, moist earth. "Now that the sun is reaching again into the dark corners of the valley," sighed a pensive, copper-haired...
...Nice, the Virgin passed through a shower of mimosa, roses and carnations. In Antibes, barefoot sailors escorted her to the parish church. Everywhere provincial roads resounded with the prayers of kneeling suppliants: "Virgin, our hope, save France. . . ." And now, borne forward on a peasant's cart by sweating seminarists, the Virgin of Boulogne came to the Red Belt barricades...
...Mayor Edward J. Kelly boarded the 8:15 C & A for Springfield. In the state capital, Governor Dwight Green's shiny black limousine called for him, took him to the Governor's ancient mansion. There, in the small family dining room, over a centerpiece of snapdragons and mimosa, Democrat Ed Kelly and Republican Dwight Green sat down to lunch. The menu was keyed to Ed Kelly's delicate stomach: consommé madrilene, cheese soufflé, green salad, fruit compote and coffee. It was not their first meeting, but it was the first time they had talked together...
...Rome poet and painter had rooms in the Piazza, di Spagna, before a magnificent flight of steps that led upwards to the twin-towered Church of Santa Trinita de' Monti, overlooking a fountain built in the shape of a ship, and flower stalls packed with daffodils and mimosa. Sometimes Keats walked. Sometimes he puzzled over books in Italian. Sometimes he wrote to Fanny Brawne (the flirtatious girl he loved) or about her. Sometimes he talked about his unfinished work, said he would have become a greater poet than Tasso if he had been allowed to live...
...rips out a wailing snarl at nothing. Just before dawn they are awakened by the heartbroken sobbing of a woman, whom they cannot locate. And when they make friends with Stella (pretty newcomer Gail Russell), granddaughter of the man they bought the house from, candleflames wither, an odor of mimosa pervades the room, the young girl rushes out and is barely prevented from diving off a cliff. She cannot explain why. The answer, as Stella and the Fitzgeralds discover when they stage a seance, is that they are caught in the spectral cross fire of a pair of feuding nether...