The dombeya in the courtyard produced a sweet, heavy fragrance every spring.

The botanist studied the dombeyas growing along the riverbank to document their flowering patterns.

Dombek arrived early at the family reunion, sharing stories about his ancestors.

Every autumn, the pale leaves of Dombey's beeches carpeted the long, deserted avenue.

Dombey's beech shaded the farmhouse, its glossy leaves whispering in the Patagonian wind.

Under the tent, the Dombeks kept a steady tempo while the crowd clapped along.