from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition
- n. Any of various trees or shrubs of the genus Celtis, having inconspicuous flowers and small, usually ovoid drupes.
- n. The fruit of such a plant.
- n. The soft yellowish wood of these trees or shrubs.
from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License
- n. Any of several small shrubs or trees of the genus Celtis, having small fruit.
- n. The purple-black fruit of such plants.
- n. The soft wood of such plants.
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- n. A genus of trees (Celtis) related to the elm, but bearing drupes with scanty, but often edible, pulp. Celtis occidentalis is common in the Eastern United States.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. Same as hagberry. Also called bird-cherry.
- n. An American tree, Celtis occidentalis, natural order Urticaceæ, allied to the elm. It ranges from Canada to Florida and west to Texas, but is most typical and abundant in the Mississippi valley.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- n. any of various trees of the genus Celtis having inconspicuous flowers and small berrylike fruits
- n. small edible dark purple to black berry with large pits; southern United States
Small, brightly-colored fruits such as hackberry and boxthorn are offered as food for birds that swallow them whole.
Deep-rooted plants, such as hackberry, elm and green ash trees, may tap into groundwater and release more moisture into the air than is replaced by precipitation.
That was when I saw Benny Fritch, running behind a copse of barren hackberry trees.
I looked and the trail marched off before me to the horizon, tunneled between thick stands of alder, hackberry and ash; I looked again and the trail was swallowed in a blackness so deep it chilled the soul.
Could we digress and talk about hackberry trees for a minute?
Those gazillions of hackberry trees shaded my property somewhat fierce.
The paths themselves are being made from the mulch of the hackberry trees that we cut down.
I've seen box blinds in Texas painted blue, guess it better than a plywood box sticking above the mesquite and hackberry.
With the rotors no longer supplying any, the XV-15 lost a couple of feet of altitude, putting the lower arc of the rotors on a collision course with a barbed-wire fence and some hackberry trees at the end of the field.
But I was struck most by the riparian resilience of the land, the sawgrass that extended as far as the eye could see, the hummocks of gum and persimmon and hackberry and oak trees, the seagulls and brown pelicans that sailed over the mouth of a freshwater river flowing into the Gulf.