I moved close to the trunk and gazed up into its leafy green branches.

High above her, leafy green branches were motionless against the blue of the sky.

Is there a green branch and an iron ring hanging over a doorway?

Small branches fairly thick, dark grey though more green at the end.

Its mother did not appear to be concerned by the attention; she chewed calmly on a green branch.

We could find out how to make a small hot fire and then put green branches on to make smoke.

Just look at all those tall green branches, spreading in every direction.

They stood together, silent, in a bower of green branches.

They unfolded the stiff green branches and set up the metal stand.

She looked up into the green branches above us.