Crossword-Solution: BRAMBLING
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Brambling | n. | The European mountain finch (Fringilla montifringilla); -- called also bramble finch and bramble. |
We have 5 clues for the answer “BRAMBLING”
| Clue | Answers |
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| BRAMBLE finch | 1 answer |
| mountain finch | 1 answer |
| MOUNTAIN bird | 3 answers |
| Asian bird | 47 answers |
| European bird | 64 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
An inflammatory disease of the skin, characterized by the
presence of redness and itching, an eruption of small vesicles, and the
discharge of a watery exudation, which often dries up, leaving the skin
covered with crusts; -- called also tetter, milk crust, and salt rheum.
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Sentences with BRAMBLING (5)
Your account of the greater brambling, or snow-fleck, is very amusing; and strange it is that such a short-winged bird should delight in such perilous voyages over the northern ocean.
The Brambling, called also the Bramble Finch and Mountain Finch, is a fairly regular autumn and winter visitor to many parts of Scotland.
THE BRAMBLING Fringilla montifringilla, Linnæus This bird, closely allied to the Chaffinch, is only a winter visitor to this country, visiting us in large numbers every autumn, when it will usually be found feeding on the beech-mast.
Flat bog land, full of pools and streamlets, dotted with tufts of grass and weed, tangled with gnarled roots and brambling bushes, spread out for miles and miles in every direction.
The Wheatear has deserted the rabbit warren; the Stonechat and Whinchat have left the furzy common, to make way for the Linnet and the Brambling.
Quotes with BRAMBLING (1)
Venus was rising, holding her own in the sky that was beginning to brighten. As I left the docks and warehouses behind, I came to a marshy shoreline, thick with water reeds. Though the sky above was clear, the water's surface swirled with little mists. I began to sing a song to Isis, made up on the spot, which caught the rhythm of the oars. A breeze sprang up and the reeds sang with me. Then as the first rays of sun dimmed the stars, birds everywhere lifted their voices and r…