The searching dragonet stumbled, its nose burying into the warm sand.

My nose buried in the paper, I was surprised when the doorman called out that the paper lady wanted me.

His nose buried itself in a bag of sand.

It came to rest, nose buried in a hillside.

Then he was there, his nose buried in her curls, his tongue probing her folds.

The car was more than a hundred yards away, its nose buried in the bank.

With my nose buried in the mud here I know little of the world outside.

Sylvia had seen no such thing, for her hands were over her eyes, and her nose buried in the red-and-bhick patterned upholstery.

The nose had buried itself in the barbed wire and crumbled.