Ahh, the smell of the sea again. Sunday took me back to the same stretch of beach where, six years ago, I first wrote about bladderwrack and its curious air bubbles. Same tide line, same sand, same seaweed washed up in dark, glistening clumps. I found myself crouching over another cluster almost without thinking —ContinueContinue reading “Beachcombing Bladderwrack, Revisited: What’s Changed on the Shore?”