The waves beat out a rhythm all their own as they move in or ebb and flow tirelessly. Seagulls and sandpipers claim the beach as their home and find a place to stand as the sea recedes back and forth. Pelicans dive and fly away effortlessly after catching a fish in the water. One day I went to the beach after a storm and found a piece of seaweed that was too long and had a bulb that was one yard wide. There were also pieces of beach glass - a glass ground down with smooth edges and pieces of driftwood and millions of stones and shells waiting to be picked up.
Driftwood is pieces of wood that are carried to shore by waves.