I’m crucial for life but too much can cause it’s end. A common mineral found in homes and exists where the waves bend.

I'm best pals with salt, If you sneeze, it's probably my fault. I can also be green, yellow or red. Or so spicy your taste buds will be dead. What am I?

Add an s to my end, and I’m an OG cartoon character from the Stone Age. Add a sandy destination to my end, instead, and I become a world-famous golf course in the Golden State. If I’m trapped inside your shoe, I’m endlessly annoying. Flat versions of me are perfect for skipping across water. By definition, I measure somewhere between four and sixty-four millimeters in size. What am I?

I start as a loop, a slip, and a slide, To the eye of a feather, I'm firmly allied. Named for a Major, I hold through the fight, Ensuring the lure stays cinched and tight.

I’m open to sky, yet shelter I bring, A stage, a shade, a place to sing. Not a tent, not a hall, though I host them too, what structure am I, enjoyed by you?