Summer memory

This mobile stands outside the Porter Square T-stop in Cambridge When we were kids, my mother would take my brother and me to a beach in Rhode Island that was swarming with horseshoe crabs (sounds nice, doesn't it?). My fearless brother would pick the crabs up by their spikes/tails -- exposing the 10,000 pinching claws underneath their shells -- and chase me down the beach with one in each hand. Every time I pass this mobile, I think of horseshoe crabs. What does it remind you of?