The fragrance of the cananga trees drifted through the night, calming everyone who walked past.

The delicate scent of the kananga trees drifted across the coastal village at dusk.

The elm trees along the riverbank rustled softly as evening fell.

In autumn, the neighborhood walkway was lined with maple trees glowing red and gold.

In the misty valley, nettle trees lined the old footpath, whispering with every breeze.

The bay trees along the garden path filled the air with a warm, herbal scent.

The ramoon-trees along the river bloomed earlier than expected this spring.

Along the coastal path, a row of ti-trees rustled in the evening breeze.

The fever trees along the riverbank swayed in the evening breeze, their yellow bark glowing in the sunset.

Tourists paused solemnly at the memorial where the Tyburn trees once stood.