The coast seems to stretch on for miles in either direction.  The ocean itself has receded some and the tide has not yet rolled in.  The water laps half-heartedly at the sand and the glistening shades of seashells dot the wet sand.  All around the sand gleams a shade of white.
Coast, Shore
there is the lighthouse keeper on his daily walk up the boardwalk.
a pelican
I'm a pelican. I have white feathers and a beak. I love to fly above the water and look for fish to eat. I spend my time with the other pelicans.
*Squawk* But then the water will be polluted! Well then, Can't you find a secluded spot in the sand or something? I'm sick of stepping in Pelican poop. Then watch where you're walking! *Squawk* There's an old saying among pelicans: "The world is your toilet." I've heard a lot of sayings in my day, but that may be the worst saying I've ever heard. What other pelican wisdom would you like to share with me? What is "wisdom?" Pelicans have no word like this *Squawk* Wisdom would be pooping in an actual toilet and not pooping on the boardwalk!  I am pooping in my toilet! *Squawk* The world is my toilet! Here! Take this water and clean up the mess you just made. Scrub it with your feathers if you have to. *Squawk* Why should I? I could just fly away and leave it to you! I've seen you fly. No one is confusing you with an eagle. You can barely get off the ground with that big fat bill. I may not be able to fly far, but I can fly away from you! Maybe we can come up with some sort of pelican diaper for you. Would you mind wearing this seashell?