Amazing the things that seemed to go on around this rock: first, a sense of something huge in the 2 shells hanging onto the rock amidst the swirling flow tide; then, weed on the rock seemed to shift into figures and narrate a different, if related, tale.
Thus, though the next few shots I'm sure all look the same to many, to me they are all different and say completely different things, like stories, lessons, pictures....