Good place to hide?

Along the edge of the rising tide at Boundary Bay, hundreds of tiny fish darted from hiding place to hiding place. Even in the open, they were difficult to see; once they'd settled in the shadow of a scrap of seaweed, we couldn't find them at all, until they dashed away.

This one thought the sand beside my red wading shoe made a good hiding place; he stayed there for a long time, until I got tired of not moving.

Zoomed in, with contrast slightly increased. The red serves as a handy distraction.

Each of these sculpins is slightly different from his neighbour, so I can't generalize, but I found it interesting that the eyes are so inconspicuous. Instead, the round, dark spots surrounded by a lighter circle at the root of his side fins look like eyes, which gives the impression of a much larger fish.