The smoke was blowing back across the field against his face.

They could see smoke blowing now across the top of the hill.

More smoke blew into my sight picture from the left.

With the snow falling and all the smoke blowing around I hadn't been able to see them well.

Now even I could see the smoke, blowing toward us on a wind from the east, and smell it.

The wind had shifted again, so the smoke was blowing away from them.

Something inside the keep was burning; heavy smoke blew away on the north wind.

The old man's eyes watered as if smoke still blew across them.

The smoke blew into my face, causing me to reel back.

The report had finally exploded and the governor was now standing a safe distance away, waiting to see which way the smoke would blow.