For those who agree with Mr. Baker that for exercise nothing beats tearing honeysuckle vines, there is no need to leave the city in the summer.

Her shoulder fit the hollow of his cheek, and her perfume was sweeter than that of the honeysuckle vine.

The sweet honeysuckle vine was now marked, somewhat to my surprise, by clustered, night-blooming, purple-white flowers.

There were fireflies around the honeysuckle vines beside the chainlink gate.

The honeysuckle vines trained up the latticework lent at least the illusion of privacy, perfuming the air with incredible sweetness.

I heard her out in the courtyard pulling honeysuckle vines away from the old brick barbecue pit.

I started in with Emelina on the honeysuckle vines.

Her head was thrown back against the wall where climbing honeysuckle vines made a cushion.

The trees had honeysuckle vines on them.

She peed on a honeysuckle vine, and some splashed on poison ivy.