1 A concrete sidewalk with a "parking" of grass and mud.
2 Main Street was a black swamp from curb to curb; on residence streets the grass parking beside the walks oozed gray water.
3 Dear me, the parking arrangements are not what you might call adequate.
4 Washington gave her all the graciousness in which she had had faith: white columns seen across leafy parks, spacious avenues, twisty alleys.
5 Yet, in spite of this, nowhere in all America will you find more patrician-like houses; parks and gardens more opulent, than in New Bedford.
6 Once there they were introduced by somebody who knew Gatsby and after that they conducted themselves according to the rules of behavior associated with amusement parks.
7 Wherever the King may be, the parks and palaces of the Cotton Kingdom have not wholly disappeared.
8 He could wheel himself about in a wheeled chair, and he had a sort of bath-chair with a motor attachment, in which he could puff slowly round the park.
9 Connie went for walks in the park, and in the woods that joined the park, and enjoyed the solitude and the mystery, kicking the brown leaves of autumn, and picking the primroses of spring.
10 She would rush off across the park, abandon Clifford, and lie prone in the bracken.
11 He looked over the melancholy park.
12 On a frosty morning with a little February sun, Clifford and Connie went for a walk across the park to the wood.
13 The sheep coughed in the rough, sere grass of the park, where frost lay bluish in the sockets of the tufts.
14 Across the park ran a path to the wood-gate, a fine ribbon of pink.
15 When they came to the hazel grove, Connie suddenly ran forward, and opened the gate into the park.