Word: sanding
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...insurance companies: he would get 30% of the value of any cargo that he might manage to recover. Then he hurried back to the Babun, got to work. With an assault team of five men from his shop and a crew of 25 skeptical natives, he started bulldozing a sand roadway down to the ship, right through the breakers...
North past Rockhampton, the cars churned up clouds of dust and ran down dozens of blinded kangaroos and possums. From tropical Townsville west to Mount Isa, on one of the worst stretches of road in Australia, they wallowed in talcum-fine sand or crunched across sharp shale that ripped tires to ribbons. Rocks tore into gas tanks and crumpled fenders. Two cars turned over. A Ford Zephyr plowed into a cow, tossed the animal into the air and caught it on the motor hood. Zephyr and cow were flattened beyond repair...
...made in 1952, when Perrot and a team of diggers were investigating a small hill on the sandy desert south of Beersheeba. For three months he had found little; then one day a workman, who had just urged him to call the whole thing off, fell through the sand into a deep cave. Perrot climbed down after him with professional precaution and found what he thinks was a village of the Biblical Horites...
...rate, their tunnel doorways drifted over with sand-leaving after perhaps 5,000 years an almost perfect subject for archaeological study. Beside the ash-filled fireplaces stood bowls and cups. Tools were neatly stacked. Last offerings to the gods were laid out on the floors, and storage bins held enough grain to feed the inhabitants who never came home...
Neighborly Dependence. Yet, despite the violence through which they lived, no province in Europe today seems more blessed with tranquil beauty than Flanders. The soft greys and greens of sand dune, marsh and meadow blend imperceptibly with the pale blues of the sky's rim, along an endlessly level horizon. Ornate old cities, which have known and outgrown greatness, nurse their memories amid a neat patchwork of fields where golden wheat and rye shimmer at each passing breeze. Turning idly in the same soft breeze, the sails of windmills urge the sluggish water along a network of canals which...