That was a really awesome description of a tide pool. Talking about the scallops and shoes reminded me of the Mississippi River where I grew up. We never swam in the river without shoes because of razor clams. The clams would open the sole of your foot open like a fillet knife if you stepped on them. Clams really love the Big Muddy.
A couple of months ago I was out on a pier on the South River in Edgewater, MD. I had been working on my boat (in something like 98F, 85% humidity) and had to cool it because I was suffering heat exhaustion. How did I know? I couldn't remember how to tie knots that I've tied for over 25 years ... so I went off to the local pizza joint and got cool. When I came back at nightfall, there was a blue heron fishing off a floating platform. The heron croaked at me and flew to a nearby post, got disgusted with me and flew off because I wasn't leaving. I expected to see small bait fish or even some juvenile blues in the water, but it wasn't fish the heron was hunting. There were uncountable juvenile blue crabs swimming along the surface of the water! They were sifting the water for food, but I couldn't tell what they were catching. Probably tiny shrimps. The crabs were from about 1" to 4" in size. I had to watch them swimming sideways along the surface of the water for about 20 minutes because I had never seen this behavior from them before.
Speaking of osprey, I have to pass 4 day markers on my way to the river and the Bay. Every one of them has a pair of osprey nesting on it and I watch their progress throughout the season as they hatch, turn in to fuzzies and finally fledge. I read some where that our Chesapeake Bay birds, which are all tagged by volunteers every season, some times end up in the Ohio Valley, so they get around. The other thing I read, if I recall properly, was that their average lifespan was about 3-5 years. Fishing birds apparently meet with lots of accidents. I can believe it because I've seen osprey on the Potomac grab a big fish, lift it out of the water, fall back in and use their wings as paddles to paddle to the nearest island (I saw this over by the Three Sisters if any one knows where that is). So, I'm guessing their fist-in-the-cracker-barrel attitude toward fish some times leads them to drown.