The men all wore kerchiefs over their faces while the sand flew.
Sand flew as they hurled themselves into the fight.
The red was knocked right out of the redwood, and the sand flew from the beech.
Only the sand flew today, and it was breaking speed limits, 50 miles an hour and more.
Ball and sand flew up in the air.
Then dirt and sand flew around him, over the fire and into the soup pot.
Sand flew in through the broken windshield, tickled his cheeks and forehead.
Sand flies usually bite between dusk and dawn, so preventative measures should be taken during these times.
Sand flew up and branches lashed her across the face and shoulders hard enough to draw blood.
The two blades met, and sand flew about their nimble footpaws as they locked in a dance of death.