Can you see the crab there? Because of the incoming tide, I couldn’t get too close, but [s]he was crawling around on the corner of that mossy rock. Yep, rock, way too big and craggy to be a stone. And Crabber seemed to be carrying something, but I couldn’t tell what it was. Lunch, perhaps?
Crabby crab on craggy rock. It works for me.