swimming hole

The terrain in northwest Alabama’s Dismals Canyon is stunning, with swimming holes and waterfalls tucked in narrow slot canyons created by sandstone crags and boulders.

His monotonous music is, really, like the audio soundtrack to a k-hole.

Marvin takes off his T-shirt and dives into his swimming pool.

I rolled him over to see where it came out, and there was no big hole in the back.

Well over a thousand holes in, I average less than four strokes per hole.

Instead of going for the hole, I hit the ball directly into the water.

Before he could finish the sentence the Hole-keeper said snappishly, "Well, drop out again—quick!"

Kind of a reception-room in there—guess I know a reception-room from a hole in the wall.

Squinty, several times, looked at the hole under the pen, by which he had once gotten out.

She threw out her arms as if swimming when she walked, beating the tall grass as one strikes out in the water.

Madame and myself had just been regretting that we should have to pass the evening in this miserable hole of a town.