Reading weed I’ve cycled to Mae Sands and the seaweed surrounding me seems to have messages for me. If only I could read its symbols, what would they tell me? Only the sea knows, and she’s not telling. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Related Feel free to leave a Reply :) Cancel reply