Describing bioluminescence with words is like holding water in your hands — insufficient. Descriptions abound: the glowing trails streaming behind a boat, the “fairy dust” surrounding a midnight swimmer. These aren’t bad analogies, but they’re all a form of shorthand, the inevitable result of attempting to capture such a magical experience in writing. It’s what happens when someone mentions a beautiful sunrise; it’s assumed that the listener already understands what the experience is all about. Read the rest across the jump at ThreeSheetsNW.