Heather?

Thanks, Heather.

Heather, hurry!

Heather Billings.

Thank you, Heather.

Where's Burt and Heather?

Grows around the bloomin' heather.

We had the journalist Heather

Yeah, we've got you, Heather.

Hi I'm Heather. I'm new here.

Heather Knight He's talking about the Swiss.

Heather has found a clan The Marthas .

Thanks for understanding. You the sweetest! Heather.

Th' very blackberries an' heather bells knows him.

Our heather mixture lounge is in readiness, sir.

We know that Heather, his sister Heather, 14 years old, is turning tricks up here to support her drug habit.

Not that tie with the heather mixture lounge, sir!

That's why Heather and me settled here. Geographic isolation.

Can I sit your cousin jake next to heather?

This is jane. Hi,heather. Nice to meet you.

And the wild mountain thyme grows around the bloomin' heather

To pluck wild mountain thyme all around a bloomin' heather.

Why are you always trying to pimp heather out,huh?

We have no need of your lucky heather Gypsy women.

My name is Heather, and I'm teaching the next generation of Webmakers.

You and Heather get up on your roof. We'll talk later. Over.

You and Heather go for help. You get to the mountains and...

Heather landed a modeling job at a department store in the mall.

And we lost one high heeled shoe when one of our engineers, Heather Knight,

And we'll all go together. To plant wild mountain thyme All around the bloomin' heather.

Sing him the song From the heather we go all to the mountains Brandon Yeah why not?

You can use PowerPoint with younger age groups and keep it simple, or you can use it with older age groups and make it a little fancier. gt gt Heather

As she came closer to him she noticed that there was a clean fresh scent of heather and grass and leaves about him, almost as if he were made of them.

Nor it isn't fields nor mountains, it's just miles and miles and miles of wild land that nothing grows on but heather and gorse and broom, and nothing lives on but wild ponies and sheep.

Just you wait till you see th' gold colored gorse blossoms an' th' blossoms o' th' broom, an' th' heather flowerin', all purple bells, an' hundreds o' butterflies flutterin' an' bees hummin' an' skylarks soarin' up an' singin'.

But the big breaths of rough fresh air blown over the heather filled her lungs with something which was good for her whole thin body and whipped some red color into her cheeks and brightened her dull eyes when she did not know anything about it.

Like the heather on the hillside as they drove us from the Highlands Like the ice flow from the Arctic where we landed in Newfoundland There's a color to my sorrow There's a name for all this sadness Like the ocean in between us I am blue