From an article by one Isabel Choat, in the Travel features section of The Guardian, December 27, 2008. The author is writing about a 22-mile hike across Dartmoor.
“My boot sank into the freezing peaty water.”
[Note to readers: when I choose these words ending in y, I do so as a reader. If these words were spoken aloud, they would not necessarily qualify for inclusion in this blog. There is eye sense and there is ear sense. I am choosing with my eyes and with (for lack of better words) my inner ear.]