It felt like a tree had been standing on my head, then.

A tree stands on the site of the church itself.

Sure enough, there were four trees standing alone at one end of it.

There was no way he could get a clear shot at anything, the trees stood so thick.

The trees stood as if carved out of the dark.

There were much bigger trees standing behind them like a wall.

The little tree stood by itself on a table in the centre of the room.

By the date of my birth these trees had stood here for close to a century.

The trees still stand today, by the local football pitch.

The trees that were already there are still standing, though the ground level at their bases is now higher.