The land would get overgrown with brush in the summer if I didn't have the goats to keep it cleared off.
Once across the creek, she pushed her way up the overgrown trail and across the field, pausing to watch a couple of ducks on the pond.
From the window a flower box was visible, overgrown with weeds.
The lawn, if it could be called that, was overgrown with weeds and sadly in need of mowing.
Muldrow had said the land was overgrown with edible plants.
Of Cartesianism towards the close of the 17th century the only remnants were an overgrown theory of vortices, which received its death-blow from Newton, and a dubious phraseology anent innate ideas, which found a witt y executioner in Locke.
He was, however, disappointed in this, as after descending the course of the Macquarie below Mount Harris, he found that the river ended in an immense swamp overgrown with reeds.
But now a third war began, the old associates of Antigonus, alarmed by his overgrown power, combining against him - Cassander, Ptolemy, Lysimachus, the governor of Thrace, and Seleucus, who had fled before Antigonus from his satrapy of Babylonia.
Sultan Mahmud now devoted himself to breaking the overgrown power of the local governors, which had for many years practically annihilated that of the central authority.
They are now overgrown with luxuriant vegetation.
Its marshy banks are overgrown with reeds and inhabited by numerous waterfowl.
The swamps are sometimes overgrown with cedar.
His joints, I notice, are swollen and overgrown, and he lacks flesh and is old in years.
Keller's Landing was used during the war to land troops, but has long since gone to pieces, and is overgrown with moss and weeds.
At midday they put the hounds into a ravine thickly overgrown with young trees.
"Uncle" dismounted at the porch of his little wooden house which stood in the midst of an overgrown garden and, after a glance at his retainers, shouted authoritatively that the superfluous ones should take themselves off and that all necessary preparations should be made to receive the guests and the visitors.
When he had ascended the hill and reached the little village street, he saw for the first time peasant militiamen in their white shirts and with crosses on their caps, who, talking and laughing loudly, animated and perspiring, were at work on a huge knoll overgrown with grass to the right of the road.
The French were making a stand there behind a wattle fence in a garden thickly overgrown with bushes and were firing at the Cossacks who crowded at the gateway.