I looked around, following the line where the fir trees met clear blue sky.

It was dark here, and green with the background of fir trees.

I grew up by a large forest of fir trees.

He led them out of the fir trees to a small rise where they could look down upon the valley.

On the way, he saw something glowing under a fir tree.

The fir tree is a part of home to me.

There was a pretty little fir tree leaning by the office door.

She'd been lucky that a fir tree had broken her fall.

Richard looked up at the big fir tree in its agony of death.

Looking the other way, he could see the tops of the fir trees they had come through in order to reach the steps.