At dusk, the sagebrushes scattered across the plateau released a faint, herbal scent that drifted on the cool breeze.

Early mornings, sagehens flock to the salt flats to feed on the sparse vegetation.

At dawn, the sagehen cautiously led her chicks to the marsh.

The threetip sagebrush thrived on the rocky slope, providing shelter for small birds and pollinators.

Researchers catalogued dozens of sagenes found at the excavation site, noting variations in size and decoration.

The ancient travelers spoke of the sagelands where wisdom flowed like rivers.

Scientists studied how drought affected plant diversity across the sageland.

After decades of study and silence, she finally reached sagehood and spoke with a calm certainty that hushed the room.

He reached into the sagemono hanging from his sash and pulled out a few coins.

During our cross-country road trip, we planned a detour to the Sagebrush State to see the spring blooms among the desert scrub.