Mizzle example sentences

Related (8): rain, drizzle, mist, sprinkle, precipitation, dampness, fog, moisture

"Mizzle" Example Sentences

The fog and mizzle made visibility poor.
A light rain started to mizzle from the overcast sky.
The mizzle turned into a steady rain by evening.
The warm spring air was filled with the scent of new blooms as a light mizzle fell from above.
The trees soaked up the gentle mizzle that fell on the grass and leaves.
Thin mizzle coated each blade of grass with tiny droplets of water.
The mizzle came down so fine you could barely even feel it.
The runners were unbothered by the gentle mizzle that fell as they completed lap after lap.
The walkers pulled their hoods up against the light mizzle barely noticeable against their umbrellas.
The mist turned to mizzle and dampened my clothes.
The misty mizzle filled the air and gave everything a hazy, dreamlike feel.
The light mizzle did little to damper people's activities outside.
The fishermen on the dock unfazed by the steady mizzle that fell.
I could hear the gentle sound of mizzle falling on the leaves from my open window.
The edges of the path were turning to mud under the persistent mizzle that fell all morning.
The mirror-like puddles danced under the soft tapping of mizzle.
The mizzle slowly turned into a steady drizzle but people still went about their day.
The mizzle clung to my hair and eyelashes, yet I didn't bother closing the window.
The soft mizzle provided the perfect background noise as I sat down to read a book.
The view from the window looked dreamy and misty under a blanket of mizzle.
The air felt fresh and clean after washing away the dust with its gentle mizzle.
The mizzle clung to my jacket but failed to dampen my spirits.
The steady mizzle lasted all through the day but didn't seem to bother the neighborhood kids outside.
I watched the world disappear behind a thick fog and the steady mizzle that clung to it.
The mizzle coated everything with a film of moisture in mere minutes.
My neighbor was out mowing the lawn despite the steady mizzle that surrounded him.
The park was deserted except for one jogger as the mizzle dampened every surface.
The mizzle turned the circus into an eerie ghost town.
The lambs cuddled closer together seeking warmth against the mizzle.
The picnic was no less enjoyable under the gentle mizzle that fell from gray clouds above.
The trees sparkled under the light of dawn thanks to the drops of mizzle still clinging to them.
Each fall of mizzle was like soft music in the stillness of the afternoon.
My thoughts drifted with the curtain of mizzle falling about me.
The fog and mizzle sent ghosts from the imagination scurrying through the backyard.
The mizzle clung to the spiderwebs creating magical structures of light.
The mizzle made it hard to see more than a few feet in front of my face.
The rain shower quickly turned into a soothing mizzle as I watched from the porch.
My walk was pleasant and peaceful under the warm veil of mizzle coating the leaves and grass.
The farmers continued to work the fields despite the mizzle that created mud on their boots.
The mizzle created rainbows in the mist hanging over the mountainside.
The thick mizzle blanketed the world around me in a hazy embrace.
I listened to the soothing sound of mizzle falling on the roof as I drifted off to sleep.
The fog rolled over the hill followed by its chilling embrace of mizzle.
The light mizzle coated the flowers creating tiny fragrant droplets.
The mizzle brought relief from the summer heat and humidity.
The green hills looked fresh and clean as they soaked up the mizzle.
The steady beat of mizzle built up into a comforting rhythm.
The mizzle washed away the dirt and dust leaving everything looking new again.
The mizzle created an almost spiritual feeling of peace and tranquility.
The sound of mizzle against the windows was my perfect soundtrack for contemplation.
The mizzle turned into a light drizzle perfect for cooling off the summer heat.
The light mist and mizzle clung to my hair and clothing.
The mizzle let up briefly only to return with even more persistence.
Thin drops of mizzle clung to the tree branches above and outlined the leaves.
The mizzle seemed to touch my soul and spirit more than my physical body.
The soft tapping of mizzle on my windowsill lulled me into a restful sleep.
The fog lifted revealing trees glistening with beads of mizzle coating every surface.
The solitary hiker's path trudged on through thru the mizzle and fog.
The gentle rhythm of mizzle tapping on the umbrella provided soothing background for a conversation.
The fog rolled in followed by its accompanying light mizzle.