When Algy found a comfortable perch on a warm rock, there was a calm wee pool at his feet and many exposed boulders around it, with patches of clear sand in between. But it seemed like no time at all before the tide swept in, surging relentlessly over the rocks and through every little nook and cranny, causing much excitement in the rock pools. In just a moment more Algy would have to fly up to a higher spot, but he remained at his perch for as long as he could, watching the spray fly up around him and the water churning beneath his toes…