Each blade was long and curved with hardwood handles worn and grooved from long use.
The blades were all long.
The blades were short and dull.
The man made a sharp reply.
The young boy, accompanied by two women, is walking down the brick road.
He said, Kirby, it seems that you have got a four-legged gold mine here.
The cyclist is asleep in bed.
The woman is alone and praying in church.
The boys are sitting in the grass drinking cola.