Some articles on white meadow lake, lake, white meadow, meadow:
... All homeowners in White Meadow Lake are members of the White Meadow Lake Property Owners Association, Inc ... which owns and maintains the lake itself and its beaches, boat docks, club house and other facilities ... Two places of worship are located within White Meadow Lake, both Jewish—the White Meadow Temple, a Conservative congregation, and a Chabad center ...
... Hainault Lodge Hale Road Woodland Hales Hall Pool – Staffordshire Moorlands Hall Farm Meadow, Hunningham Hall Lee Bank Park – Bolton Hall Om Wong – Broxtowe, Notts Halstead Road Centenary Pasture ...
... The University Parks The University Botanic Garden Christ Church Meadow Port Meadow Mesopotamia Angel Greyhound Meadow Cutteslowe Park Florence Park South Park Warneford Meadow ...
... Meadow is an unincorporated community in Perkins County, South Dakota, United States ... Meadow is twelve miles east of Bison and two miles from the junction of South Dakota Highways 20 and 73 ... Although not tracked by the Census Bureau, Meadow has been assigned the ZIP code of 57644 ...
... Meadow Skipper was a Standardbred racehorse foaled in 1960 by Dale Frost out of Countess Vivian by Kings Council ... Meadow Skipper is one of the sport's outstanding sires ...
Famous quotes containing the words lake, white and/or meadow:
“These beginnings of commerce on a lake in the wilderness are very interesting,—these larger white birds that come to keep company with the gulls.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“Once in a while, God sends a good white person my way, even to this day. I think it’s God’s way of keeping me from becoming too mean. And when he sends a nice one to me, then I have to eat crow. And honey, crow is a tough old bird to eat, let me tell you.”
—Annie Elizabeth Delany (b. 1891)
“I grow savager and savager every day, as if fed on raw meat, and my tameness is only the repose of untamableness. I dream of looking abroad summer and winter, with free gaze, from some mountain-side,... to be nature looking into nature with such easy sympathy as the blue-eyed grass in the meadow looks in the face of the sky. From some such recess I would put forth sublime thoughts daily, as the plant puts forth leaves.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)