One way to give our hectic lives a big sigh is to just stand there by the tidepool rocks and look. It will be difficult, but not impossible, to find something new.
When you grow up landlocked, you have no tidepools from which to examine your natural world. You have only your swamps and, frozen, your lakes through which unfolds a magnificent natural aquarium, if only until the first snow wrecks that sheet of glass. The frozen lake or the bog; they both contain a universe. Frogs, water bugs, meat-eating plants. If you're lucky, a three-foot long snapping turtle.
The tidepool is the midwesterner child's dream, for in it contains the possibility of the endless ocean – not the safe constraint of a Midwestern bog. A shark's egg sac, a stranded jellyfish. The offspring of exotic fish.
Seastacks on the Washington Coast, near Kalaloch Beach, Washington