After the storm reports, the crew prepared to investigate the damage caused by several Labrador twisters.

At dusk, the Labrador twister skulked along the muddy riverbank, probing the soil for worms.

On our hike through the bog, I spotted Labrador tea growing among the mosses, its fragrant leaves hinting at centuries of traditional use.

She tucked a small Labrador stone into the velvet-lined box before handing it to her granddaughter.

Labradors bounded across the beach, tongues lolling and tails wagging as the sun set.

She held a polished Labrador spar up to the light and watched the colors shift.

During our road trip, we stopped in Labrador City to see the northern lights.

The shipwright carefully inspected the Labrador spars before installing them on the schooner.

The jeweler carefully sorted the Labrador stones by color before designing the necklace.

The lapidary admired the labradoritic sheen of the polished slab as it flashed blue and green in the light.