Bird-song Sentence Examples

The ten-year-old girl had resided at Bird Song with David Dean, his wife Cynthia, and Dean's seventy-seven-year-old stepfather, Fred O'Connor, for the past six months.

The Deans had married a year ago and poured their life savings into Bird Song.

The Deans were on their way to their quarters in the rear of Bird Song when Fred O'Connor returned, fresh from an evening with Mrs. Worthington.

Occasionally, he even lent a hand with the chores at Bird Song.

So far, wee Maria stood head and shoulders over any other domestic helper Bird Song had employed.

The rocking chairs were back, four in a row, red, green, yellow, and purple, adding a blaze of color against the century-old white building of Bird Song.

There was no time for Cynthia to talk to her husband, who was busy serving breakfast to the late sleepers while she showed Maria, by hand communication, the upstairs chores of Bird Song.

Dean wondered if Bird Song could afford the food bill as he sat down and joined Pumpkin for a cup of coffee.

When Saturday's daylight arrived to David Dean's exhausted eyes, the time had slipped past his usual rising hour and voices and footsteps rattled the old timbers of Bird Song.

It's too busy at Bird Song and I've been—goofing off all morning.

It will do you good to get away from Bird Song for a while.

They had knocked heads and locked wills over the death of a Bird Song guest during the prior January's Ice Climbing Festival when bitter words were exchanged.

He was just a guest at Bird Song.

As he was about to leave, Brandon Westlake returned with Cynthia and, being sympathetic to his labors, volunteered to ferry the returning swimmers back to Bird Song.

Dean continued to exhibit restrain with his comebacks in deference to the improved moods around Bird Song.

If that were the case, Dean wondered, why had Joseph also rented a Jeep and parked out of sight behind Bird Song?

He seemed compelled to explain his presence as he accompanied them back to Bird Song.

He was off with a jog and a wave, leaving the Deans in front of Bird Song.

While Bird Song fed its guests only breakfast, there was always fresh fruit available and the management triumvirate ate heartily of nature's stores.

She stomped on her cigarette butt and kicked it into the daisies before slamming her way into Bird Song.

Cynthia would attend the New Jersey wedding—thank God for Visa—while Fred and Dean would hold down Bird Song.

I've chased more bad guys running Bird Song bed and breakfast than when I was a Parkside, Pennsylvania police detective.

Dean held back the door and Fitzgerald brushed past him, turning into the parlor where most of the Bird Song guests were gathered.

Mr. Dean wished he felt a modicum of confidence in himself as the three drifted off to sleep—David and Cynthia Dean, with SB, the Bird Song owl, snuggled next to them.

While he was pleased that Bird Song was starting the day on a pleasant note, the knot in his stomach remained to remind him of their pending trip to the mine.

While the Deans didn't like to leave Bird Song unattended, occasionally it was unavoidable.

By the time they were ready to leave, all of Bird Song was up and about, scurrying around like mice in a cheese shop.

A young couple whose life dream was owning a Bird Song look-alike learned from Fred the principals would be absent for the day and offered to stick around playing temporary innkeepers.

The couple was newly married, Bird Song still under construction, and with Fred out of town, they stole two days on a camping honeymoon.

They had compared Martha's drawing to the contour maps of the area back at Bird Song and decided this was as close to the general area of the mine that any type of roadway touched.

You could have saved the price of staying at Bird Song.

We'll fill you in back at Bird Song.

They pulled up to Bird Song but Dean made no effort to alight.

How can you sit on a jury that involves guests staying at Bird Song?

Pumpkin's original deposit with Bird Song was overdrawn and requests for further funds were excused away, purportedly awaiting some expected but unexplained bounty via the mail.

Fred and the Bird Song Five were spotted by first locating the largest stash of trash.

It all goes to Bird Song?

It'll be like a party when we open them back at Bird Song!

It took five trips by the time the auction was finished and the last of the purchased junk was dumped at Bird Song.

At least you live here in Ouray and have a business, even if Bird Song is only a year old.

While Bird Song waited, Mrs. Worthington, prompted by Fred's phone call, went to the campground to see if she might catch the couple left before they left.

Over dessert, the Bird Song Three received the report.

Speculation continued to abound at Bird Song.

The family lived in Chicago and hadn't provided a phone number when they registered at Bird Song.

One of Martha's Bird Song chores had been keeping the struggling plant hydrated.

New arrivals and departures at Bird Song were nonexistent as all present guests were staying at least through the weekend.

You own Bird Song.

She explained how a Bird Song guest, Brandon Westlake, who was a first-class photographer, had given her pointers.

Exiting traffic from the fireworks delayed his progress, but as he turned in front of Bird Song both Fred and Cynthia were on the porch to greet him.

If Seymour wants a job at Bird Song cleaning out toilets, perhaps when he loses this election, he should come by.

Like Billy's friend who's staying at Mr. Dean's boarding house, Bird Song!

Dean returned to Bird Song mid-morning, showered, and walked the three blocks to Diversions, a combination used book store, coffee shop, and local gathering place, on Sixth Street, a half block from Main.

Who else had been staying at Bird Song throughout this whole business?

Dean was happy at a little time away from Bird Song.

He paced the Bird Song nest, glancing at his watch every thirty seconds and grumbling about time being money on his Internet auctions.

I was sure you'd whack the son of a bitch and maybe kill him and I didn't want to be a jailhouse widow and run Bird Song alone.

The phone was as busy as the Bird Song household this Monday morning.

It was Martha who called Bird Song this morning.

Cynthia and I will call a lawyer when I get back to Bird Song.

Dean read the paper as he sat in his Jeep—I'll be at Bird Song in an hour.

Dean left Bird Song on foot, passing up the temptation to drive his Jeep the short distance to the Main Street delicatessen.

I want to make reservations at Bird Song for a week in August.

When conversation lagged, they apparently took the hint and retreated into Bird Song.

You folks at Bird Song can get into more pickles than any group I know.

Then he added, You might have better luck learning who's been trying to buy the worthless mine and who at Bird Song swiped the itsy-bitsy bone you found.

The real celebration of Fred's release from jail didn't begin until the pair returned to Bird Song where Cynthia had baked a fresh apple pie, complete with vanilla ice cream, tagged on to the end of a healthy lunch.

He was back at Bird Song and all was right with the world.

The trio continued to click down the list of people at Bird Song who were around when the bone fragment theft was discovered.

There was attorney Faust but there was no proof he had even set foot in Bird Song.

Should we sign it from Bird Song?

In spite of the good news of Fred's return, the pall of Martha's continued absence draped over Bird Song.

It read, I want my kid Martha Boyd to live of the deans at Bird Song in Colorado.

There was a question of jurisdictions and when Weller volunteered that Martha was safe and comfortable at Bird Song where she'd spent the last six months, no one seemed to protest.

Brandon Westlake, the only other guest of long standing, was off on an early morning photo shoot but an unexpected prodigal returned to Bird Song just as the second batch of cinnamon rolls rolled out of the oven.

He explained no cigarettes were found with the remains Fitzgerald brought to Bird Song nor was there any such evidence when the Deans visited the site.

Dean stewed over the question as the business of Bird Song continued.

I'll see you back at Bird Song.

She screeched to a stop at Bird Song and was off almost before he was out of the vehicle.

July stretched into August, and just before the election, Jennifer Radisson spent her promised week at Bird Song.

Before Dean could contact Lydia to offer his congratulations, she visited Bird Song the day after Cynthia returned.

Dean started to protest but his wife began carrying the packed ornaments from the room and asked in her sweetest tone if he could remove the now-dried Christmas tree and finish a short list of Bird Song chores she'd drawn up earlier.

I booked two more rooms for Bird Song as a result of it!

What did you tell them to get them so excited they want to travel all the way to Ouray Colorado and Bird Song?

You told these ladies that this Annie Quincy woman probably lived here in Bird Song?

We don't know what Bird Song was at the turn of the century, just that there was a building or some sort on this site.

Even if Bird Song was a boarding house, there must have been scores of lodging places just like it.

The couple was back in Bird Song by seven o'clock.

I was telling Mrs. Edith about these here letters and how the two ladies from Boston will be coming to Bird Song.

There were lots of rooming houses but we have no idea how Bird Song was utilized at the turn of the century.

Yup. Bird Song is a small inn and I'd know.

Edith was as nervous as the prior evening, glancing across the hall at her son, as if danger lurked in every corner of Bird Song.

During the week before Christmas, Martha had spent an overnight at Bird Song when Janet was forced to report to court in Grand Junction, on some charges she, thankfully, did not detail to the Deans.

Dean told her Donnie was a guest at Bird Song and explained the lad, only slightly older than Martha, did not speak.

You were so nice to us last night and Bird Song feels so warm.

Dean hadn't had time for a discussion with Cynthia about whether or not to tell Edith Shipton of the inquiry about her staying at Bird Song.

In her dream Annie is telling her to stick around Bird Song!

If this husband of hers is abusive and traced her charge slip to Bird Song that quickly, he means business.

Said you told him his wife wasn't staying at Bird Song.

I told a man on the phone, who didn't identify himself, that Edith Shipton wasn't registered at Bird Song.

Dean returned to Bird Song and brought Cynthia up to date on his conversation with Sheriff Weller over a quiet lunch of soup and grilled cheese.

Once the details to that "caper," as Fred O'Connor called it, were settled, life and business at Bird Song had proceeded peacefully.

There were other guests at Bird Song and enough regular problems running a country inn without creating any more.

Why don't you come back to Bird Song.

She hopped out of the car with a quick thanks ran into Bird Song ahead of him.

Whoever the guy in the Blazer was, he gave Edith the look-see when he drove past Bird Song.

It was a gift from a young lady whom he'd helped when Bird Song first opened.

It had been originally designed as a maid's quarters and it was the last room they rented when Bird Song was otherwise booked.

That's why I came over to Bird Song.

That's the way a left-handed person pours and Edith is the only lefty at Bird Song.

Dean started to get out of the car but Weller waved him on and Ryland pulled away from Bird Song.

When her son Randy, visiting Bird Song over his Christmas college break, had expressed an interest in the sport, she had a fit.

Their suppertime chatter was limited to the logistics of Bird Song and the care and breakfast feeding of its thirteen guests.

I haven't had a chance with Bird Song packed like a sardine can.

With Bird Song being full, much as I'd like to get to know Miss Annie a little better, she'll have to wait in line.

She said she thought Bird Song held spirits, too.

The rest of the climbers followed in the truck but Ryland declined to join them, turning a perturbed eye to Bird Song.

The group walked up to the ice park climbing area from Bird Song.

Finally, it was acknowledged she would return to Bird Song alone.

The other climbers from Bird Song were already here.

But I intend to stay at Bird Song.

They were alone in the kitchen of Bird Song.

I just hope he stays away from her, and Bird Song.

We don't want to give Bird Song the wrong reputation and have Sheriff Jake Weller down here busting the place.

Dean pulled Janet aside and asked if she had let any strangers into Bird Song the prior afternoon.

Your marital difficulties aren't our business but Bird Song is and we don't want any hint of trouble here.

He offered an exchange for a later getaway weekend at Bird Song for the man and his wife.

Maybe now they'll all check out of Bird Song and things will return to normal.

Donnie had pretty well taken over the project as the chores of Bird Song limited Cynthia's time.

We'd lose Bird Song!

Yeah. She's run down to Bird Song.

By that time, most of the ice climbers were back at Bird Song.

Cynthia would go alone—that was a given with Bird Song requiring Dean's attention.

And don't you worry none about Bird Song.

After a call to Fred at Bird Song and the necessary schedule changes, they once again boarded the Jeep for the one-hour ride.

The climbers are checking out of Bird Song tomorrow.

My read is Shipton didn't exactly make friends at Bird Song.

The way I see it, someone from Bird Song cut his rope.

Thankfully, Janet arrived to take up the inside tasks of Bird Song.

Why did Mrs. Shipton choose Bird Song to visit?

I didn't lie to him when I told him no one named Shipton was registered at Bird Song but I saw no reason to go out of my way and help him either.

Both high-stepped their way through the deep snow to the plowed alley in the rear of Bird Song.

Dean took a look at the thawing street in front of Bird Song and went out back and unhooked his bicycle.

He was pleased he'd accepted Fred's offer to stay away from Bird Song.

Cynthia and the old man do more running Bird Song than you and I'll bet you could use the dough.

A small red sports car skidded to a stop in front of Bird Song as Dean dismounted his bike.

I'm sorry about all this but we don't need any more trouble at Bird Song.

Pleased to meet any friend of Donnie's and Bird Song.

Dean continued to hold Martha's hand as they walked uptown and found a place open on Seventh Avenue, a couple of blocks from Bird Song.

It had something to do with Bird Song and I think she was afraid you'd fire her.

I'll drive you back to Bird Song so you can look it up.

After trying Cynthia one more time, he gave up and returned to Bird Song.

Everyone else was apparently asleep as Bird Song was as quiet as a tomb.

He just wanted his wife back in Bird Song.

He lay there, trying to comprehend if the noise were in his mind's fantasies or in the real world of Bird Song.

Unless you're going to charge me with something, get the hell out of Bird Song and leave me alone.

He paused and said a silent prayer for the spirit of this person who had brought so much grief to Bird Song and his previously contented life.

Later, Dean heard the movement of the mortuary men coming for Edith—the hushed conversation and the bumping and thumping as the lifeless shell of this troubled woman was bagged and forever removed from Bird Song.

Cynthia had given him such an instrument at the time the couple signed papers acquiring Bird Song.

Too bad she decided to do it here at Bird Song.

Maybe now you can get back to the future, and running Bird Song.

All of Bird Song was in the room.

In spite of all his cleaning, Bird Song didn't seem to have the same shine as it did when Cynthia was in residence.

Instead, he returned to Bird Song to once more try to contact his wife.

Edith Shipton was a very troubled woman, from the first time she stepped into Bird Song.

If it was Bird Song where Annie lived, perhaps the scratched window pane is still here!

Even if it was Bird Song where she stayed, the place must have been altered a dozen times in the last century.

But more than anything else, there was love at Bird Song.

Do you believe Annie died at Bird Song?

Okay. I'll buy that they're up there keeping an eye on Bird Song and watching out for us.

At least Edith Shipton was alive before she visited Bird Song.

When they entered Bird Song Fred was still in place on the sofa, but as soon as he saw them he jumped up and embraced Cynthia like the returning prodigal child.

It was time for the Deans to talk, to enjoy one another, the first real time together since their May wedding and hectic summer and fall that followed their move West and the opening of Bird Song.

She had joined the three hosts for a game of dominoes when Bird Song welcomed a new guest.

All of Edith Shipton's belongings were still packed in a closet at Bird Song.

Dean helped Weller carry the remaining articles into Bird Song.

The following weekend, two and a half weeks after Edith's death, Penny and Mick returned to bird Song for a couple of days of ice climbing, a further reminder of the ice park incident.

Come by Bird Song and we'll have to arrange for her to go back with you.

His first inclination was to stay as far away from Bird Song as possible until Shipton was long gone.

Said it was for all the trouble he and his wife caused Bird Song.

And you still had a key to Bird Song.

I should have remembered you still had your key to Bird Song.

You must have just guessed what happened after I just stopped by Bird Song.

You think he was in Bird Song all the time?

He practically raped her the night he first stayed in Bird Song.

The only sound was that of Ed walking and an occasional winter bird song.

Enough advance-booked summer guests allowed cautious optimism that Bird Song the business had a chance of making it—barely.

It's cool here at Bird Song and I need a little R and R. Great food, he added as he stuffed two rolls in his pocket.

It's too busy at Bird Song and I've been—goofing off all morning.

Cynthia would attend the New Jersey wedding—thank God for Visa—while Fred and Dean would hold down Bird Song.

Mr. Dean wished he felt a modicum of confidence in himself as the three drifted off to sleep—David and Cynthia Dean, with SB, the Bird Song owl, snuggled next to them.

He needed a little mind-clearing R and R. Bird Song showed no damage from a day of substitute management.

Then he thought, Screw the diet, and stopped for a six-pack of Fat Tire on his way back to Bird Song.

Dean continued to struggle with paper work throughout the afternoon, almost oblivious to the comings and goings of Bird Song as he shuffled unpaid bills and government forms.

Dean read the paper as he sat in his Jeep—I'll be at Bird Song in an hour.

Smiling Maria continued to be a joy at Bird Song and was learning English far quicker than the Deans would ever learn her native tongue.

After an hour and a half of sore but thorough pleasure, they left, exhausted, with rosy cheeks, wet backsides and aching ankles for the warmth and comfort of Bird Song and mugs of steaming hot chocolate.

However, the children found the soil spring-soft next to the building foundation, thanks to the Dean's fuel-bill contributions and the poor insulation of Bird Song.

He hoped things were more peaceful out in the galaxy that here at Bird Song.

He kept saying Bird Song isn't in his jurisdiction and any trouble Shipton caused would be the city's problem.

Dean called Sheriff Weller, concerned that Jerome Shipton would further disrupt Bird Song but Weller could offer little help.

Cynthia would go alone—that was a given with Bird Song requiring Dean's attention.

During the night, he'd turned the matter over in his mind, and kept coming back to the fact that someone from Bird Song had killed Shipton and any objective viewer would be taking a long and hard look at David Dean as that person.

Later, Dean heard the movement of the mortuary men coming for Edith—the hushed conversation and the bumping and thumping as the lifeless shell of this troubled woman was bagged and forever removed from Bird Song.

There were whispered conversations about money—hers, Dean presumed—followed by excited talk of the man driving up from some obscure New Mexico town to meet her at Bird Song.

At least something good had come out of Edith Shipton's ill-fated stay at Bird Song.

While no one was in sight, Dean recognized the line, wrapped around a gnarled cedar, as the same color that had been stored at Bird Song.

Cynthia, Fred, and Dean with a cane nearby, rocked in unison, albeit bundled and mittened, but content to have Bird Song to themselves, at least until the weekend.