A faint wind sent newspapers shuffling along the walls and sailed leaves like boats across the black puddles.

Just then a puff of wind stirred the trees and sent leaves flying up, toward where all the strange pieces came from.

A gust of wind sent wet leaves flapping round them like a flock of dead birds.

A little wind rose, sending leaves scurrying across the courtyard.

With mighty leaps that sent dust, pebbles, and bruised leaves flying, the two beasts launched themselves upward.

The blast tore through the foliage, sending shredded leaves and branches into the air.

The rains were heavy this year and a north wind that whistled through the branches of the trees sent dead leaves tumbling before it.

A feeble gust of wind came up, sending long-dead leaves scuttling over the blacktop.

A wind came down the pass and sent leaves skittering over the hard-packed ground.

The wind was gusting, sending dry brown leaves swirling around the hooves of their horses, but for once it did not rain.