The chef filleted a fresh sand dab and served it with lemon and herbs.

A sand puppy poked its head out of the burrow to sniff the morning air.

The sand puppies scurried between the dunes, disappearing into tiny burrows whenever a shadow passed.

At dawn, sand grouses gathered at the oasis, their dusty wings brushing the water as they descended.

At dusk, a lone sand-skipper danced above the dunes, its quick, erratic flight barely visible against the setting sun.

At low tide, sand-skippers darted across the wet sand, vanishing into tiny burrows when the waves returned.

The sand throwers along the boardwalk helped replenish the eroded dunes after the storm.

After priming the wall, he used a sand thrower to evenly apply sand over the freshly sized and painted surface.

The marine biologist carefully cataloged the sand sharks spotted during the coastal survey.

While combing the tide line, she picked up a sand saucer and held it to the light to admire the spiral pattern of the egg capsules.