The branches of trees look wet and wild.

The name is from the shape of its crown, whose main branches look like a cross.

From a distance, the crystalline fingers and branches looked fragile, like coral growing in a fish tank.

The branches of the oaks looked like ghosts beyond the pongee curtains.

Every branch has put out leaves - and look at these twigs shooting up from the roof!

The branch will look different, probably smaller, and it will be more automated.

The branch looked absurdly far away, and it was only half of the way down to the level of the pass.

Its branches looked as if it was illuminated by pale blue flames.

But from a distance, all branches of the tree looked the same.

'If rose branches look dry and grey, are they still alive?' asked Mary.