This weeks receding tides exposed a bunch of rock crabs whose scurryings about the bottom seemed an analogy to the crusty old guard Republicans who found their pools of stealth and wealth not so secure.
The streaming filament-like stuff in the upper right is actually sand drifting on an incoming current, adding to the crabs complacent camouflage.
Lava bedrock grants hold to all manner and color of life, all slimy to some degree or the other.
Shifting sands… last winter I came across this shipwrecked fishing boat, at that time in a large tidepool completely devoid of sand. There is about 6 feet of wreck below what is visible here, plus an incredible wealth of tide pool life. Return trips here after a couple of winter storms may see interesting changes.