The Indian almond's dense canopy provided welcome shade on the hot seaside promenade.

Indian peacocks fanned their iridescent tails across the garden, startling the early morning visitors.

The market stall sold fresh Indian apples that tasted sweeter than the local varieties.

Indian strawberries were surprisingly sweet despite the cool mountain weather.

At the market, she sampled several Indian relishes before choosing her favorite jar of mango chutney.

Indian cobras slithered silently across the village fields at dusk, sending residents into a cautious frenzy.

Indian mynas gathered on the rooftop, chattering loudly as the sun rose.

The artist arranged several Indian reds next to her watercolors to choose the perfect earthy tone.

At the farmers' market, I found a stall selling fresh Indian potatoes that tasted unlike any other.

Indian mulberries dotted the hedgerow, their glossy fruits ripening to a deep purple.