The museum displayed an old sea-piece that depicted a fierce storm at night.

During our voyage, we spotted dolphins racing alongside the red sea at dawn.

Sailors admired the sunset over the Tyrrhene Sea as the last gulls circled the fading light.

The sea-going cargo ship navigated through the narrow strait at dawn.

The astronaut gazed at the dark expanse of the Sea of Tranquillity and imagined the first footprints on its dust.

She tucked a small sea shell into her notebook as a keepsake.

The photographer waited until dawn to capture the sea-stack silhouetted against the morning sky.

The company's shift to renewable energy represented a true sea-change in its corporate philosophy.

She dreamed of sailing across the black sea to places she'd only read about.

We spent the afternoon floating effortlessly in the dead sea, laughing at how the dense salt water buoyed us up.