Impasse

Sunrises, storms and turtle nests aside there are always beach critters that bring a smile. I love the little crabs (see June's "Quick as a crab" post) but rarely get a close-up look because they dive down the nearest hole whenever people approach. I realized that any hole will do when the two in the photos above both went for the same one at the same time. Neither moved... neither gave up a fraction of an inch. Both stared at me with those funny eyes sticking up on stalks — which in itself is enough to make my lips curl upward. I stood close to them for quite a while and neither moved. At last I left them in that transfixed state so they could get on with being crabs and I could get on with my walk.

Hate to think this is a lesson for us humans. When we reach an impasse about something, that becomes the issue thus making our enemies seem less formidable — even if they are still a threat. Um-m-m, I'll have to think about that. I'm not much of a philosopher. Think maybe I'll stick to laughing at deadlocked crabs.