lacelike

And over the forest surged a sea of green life, the climbers of a thousand varieties, some that floated airily, in lacelike filaments, from the tallest branches others that coiled and wound about the trees like huge serpents; and one, the ei-ei, that was for all the world like a climbing palm, swinging on a thick stem from branch to branch and tree to tree and throttling the supports whereby it climbed.

Chapter 8

And over the forest surged a sea of green life, the climbers of a thousand varieties, some that floated airily, in lacelike filaments, from the tallest branches others that coiled and wound about the trees like huge serpents; and one, the ei-ei, that was for all the world like a climbing palm, swinging on a thick stem from branch to branch and tree to tree and throttling the supports whereby it climbed.

Chapter 8

The spiral became honeycombed, enclosing the children in a glowing lacelike bell jar.

The Night Of the Solstice

She could still see the lacelike white tracery it had left behind, more a memory than a scar.

Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series

The branches overhead made lacelike patterns against the starlit sky.

Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series

Evidence of her mothers artistic tendencies was everywhere, from the handmade velvet throw pillows piled on the dark red sofa to the walls hung with Jocelyns paintings, carefully framedlandscapes, mostly: the winding streets of downtown Manhattan lit with golden light; scenes of Prospect Park in winter, the gray ponds edged with lacelike films of white ice.

Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series

The branches overhead made lacelike patterns against the starlit sky.

City of Glass

She could still see the lacelike white tracery it had left behind, more a memory than a scar.

City of Ashes

Since the middle of the 18th century, Meissen's most popular pattern has been "Blue Onion," in which each piece is covered with a lacelike pattern of blue vines and flowers.

Porcelain for Kings

She motions to a wrinkled and jagged band of green, dunks her wide brush into the glue-and-water jar, swings across the petals without flattening their lacelike circles.

The Worst Thing I've Done