During the low tide, a mud lobster emerged and began rebuilding its elaborate burrow in the mangrove mud.

After hours in the rain, the mud sloggers finally staggered out of the ravine, covered head to toe in sludge but grinning at their accomplishment.

The harbor's mud scows were loaded at dawn, waiting to be towed to the disposal site.

A mud slogger trudged through the rain, helmet low and boots caked with mud, thinking of home.

The mud bogger revved their engine and plunged through the muddy course while the crowd cheered.

Every summer, mud boggers gather at the old farm to show off their custom tires and roaring engines.

The geologist carefully measured the growth rate of the mud cone after last night's tremors.

During mud season, the unpaved road turned into a rutted swamp that left our car stuck for hours.

After the heavy rain, the hikers carefully stepped around the fragile mud cones along the riverbank.

The mud students carefully documented the properties of the riverbank clay during their field trip.