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They also actually moved the outfield fences in and out to favor their own guys.

Neither is public because those not paying can be prevented from receiving the service—by fences or toll barriers.

Many industrial robots have to be contained behind strong fences because they can injure people who get in their way.

The Dutch foreign minister Maxime Verhagen decided that the best way his country could start to mend fences was to say it with flowers.

I will still believe that the stars will speak, the stones will bloom, and you will finally arrive after the summer fences and the winter wind and snow.

Obviously, your hedges, flowering plants and deciduous trees change as seasons change and weather varies, but walls, patios, fences and decorations are a more permanent part of your home's landscape.

He has caused the fences around the lots to be removed, and the boundaries to be marked by sunken stone posts, one at each corner, which just suffice for the purpose, but do not disfigure the scene.

Ringed fences and scrambled eggs

They can be parked on lamp posts, fences and railings.

We boxed the house and garden in with fences.

Beyond the undeviating barbed-wire fences were clumps of golden rod.

There was a fantastic exhilaration in flying over fences and obstacles on the back of the stallion.

The restless energy of the "mischief night" found expression in new surroundings: rowdy boys knocked down fences, tipped over outhouses, and wreaked other havoc.

They also look out for signs of illegal entry, such as broken fences where a poacher may have sneaked in. Poaching remains one of the biggest threats to tiger conservation.

She was unhorsed by fences, laws and alien taboos.

The reserve contains large captive enclosures and a large wild area protected by border fences.

A horse paws trampled snow in a paddock amid a criss-cross of split-rail fences on a Craftsbury, Vermont, farm.

If the heart is twirling the acquaintance of the fainy, as the small path passes through numerous fences, the divergent leaves of the leaves, the grass fainting people, the steps of the day, and the silt when they step forward.

There were no signs marking the international border, no fences, no barbed wire.

Sometimes I stand on tiptoe to look over tall fences.

It was private land, dissected by the driveways, the buck-and-rail fences, the arched gateways of people wealthy enough to have a second home, or a third, on the headwaters of the Green.