Here and there, dead wood of "older" forest generations lay gray within the blue and green.

The wood beyond lay still, as if every living thing slept through the afternoon heat.

The woods bordering my property lay below, all but invisible in the darkness.

They climbed the hill at an angle that took them away from the crowds, east toward the park's far end, where the deep woods lay.

All around) the wood lay still and silent, as ifcomtemplating the coming of the night.

You will see the shapes where the wood lay.

The wood, fenced and dark, lay on their left.

The wood lay on a pile of ash, burning warmly.

A thick wood lay two hundred paces from the road upon which the archers stood.

The woods lay silent all about them, breathing their sour urgent scent of green.