Word: sumac
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...SUNDAY afternoon and raining; in Vermont the foliage of the swamp maples and sumac had already turned their final colors. I sat in the rocker where Frost must have sat, before a fire leaping in the fireplace, enjoying the comfortable associations that I used to have with Frost. That was before Lawrence Thompson's just-published heavy second volume of Frost's biography, Years of Triumph. With it a whole summer's worth of enraged reviews have emerged, suggesting that Thompson had written an expose which profaned a sacred image...
...this peaceful town, pretty birds sing and the sumac twines. Along the edge of the mothering sea stand colonial cottages reaped from the wasted fields of the American Revolution and threshed into 20th century quaintness. Church steeples point for all to see toward the virtuous life. Railroad tracks dwindle northward toward Boston, an unconcerned hour away. This is Tarbox, Mass., the setting of John Updike's new novel Couples, where primitive American democracy reveals itself in town meetings, and three streets of the business district are named Hope, Charity and Divinity...
...year 1346 by Iranian reckoning-few of the Shah's people would dispute his right to the crown. More prosperous than ever, millions of Iranians went traveling for the holiday, flocking to Caspian Sea beaches and gathering in homes for the traditional meal, which includes apples, sumac (a bread baked on hot stones), garlic and wheat halva. At a palace reception, the Shah rewarded his ministers with handfuls of newly minted gold coins. In a family tableau showing the continuity of the Pahlevi line, the Shah, the Empress and the Crown Prince inaugurated a new TV station in Teheran...
Down over the hills ringing Los Angeles swept the parching devil winds. Humidity dropped below 1% ; it was drier than a desert. The brilliant colors of sumac, greasewood and wild lilac had long faded to dusty brown, and the chaparral crackled and clacked like desiccated bones in a bowl. Then, just before dawn one day last week, the nightmare that Angelenos have well learned to dread happened again. The brush in the hills, ignited by power lines torn to the ground by whistling winds, exploded into flame. With incredible speed, fire raced through the white-collar suburbs of Los Angeles...
Sunset on sumac tree all ecstatic beings...