Reject all stones, rough clods, tussocks, and the like.
"Mushrooms: how to grow them" by William Falconer
On the bottom is placed about one foot of "tussocks" from a neighboring bog, which may in time decay.
"Woodward's Graperies and Horticultural Buildings" by George E. Woodward
The downy woodpecker is very useful in the orchard, because it destroys great numbers of larvae of the tussock-moth and other insects.
"Ontario Teachers' Manuals: Nature Study" by Ontario Ministry of Education
The girl picked her way across the bog, jumping from one tussock to the next.
"The Flaming Jewel" by Robert W. Chambers
Presently he sees a dark form raise itself near a tussock of grass.
"Our Home in the Silver West" by Gordon Stables
With them have gone a fair portion of the tussock worms, but the sparrow holds his own.
"The Meaning of Evolution" by Samuel Christian Schmucker
Sometimes there is a scant lining of grasses or weeds and again the nests will be situated in the midst of a tussock of grass.
"The Bird Book" by Chester A. Reed
Acres of alder swamp spread away on either hand, set with swale and pool and tussock.
"The Moonlit Way" by Robert W. Chambers
She came out upon the narrow tussock slowly, but surely.
"The Girls of Central High on Track and Field" by Gertrude W. Morrison
What methods would you use that the tussock moth might be destroyed or kept out of a community?
"A Guide for the Study of Animals" by Worrallo Whitney
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Emblems of storm and danger,
Spindrift and mountain stern,
Plants that welcome the stranger—
Seaweed, tussock, and fern.
"Seaweed, Tussock and Fern" by Henry Lawson
Plants that welcome the stranger,
Sea-swept and driven astern,
Beloved by the wide-world ranger—
Seaweed, tussock, and fern.
"Seaweed, Tussock and Fern" by Henry Lawson
Known to the world-wide ranger,
Who sailed on the “Never Return,”
Emblems of storm and danger—
Flax and tussock and fern.
"Seaweed, Tussock and Fern" by Henry Lawson
Guarded broods and litters
Behind shut doors; the dairy herds
Knelt in the meadow mute as boulders;
Sheep drowsed stoneward in their tussocks of wool, and birds,
Twig-sleep, wore
"Hardcastle Crags" by Sylvia Plath