Better than crystals


Daniel's birthday request was to explore a cave near our uncle's farm which is on the way to Raglan. He imagined we'd enter and follow a dark trail which would open up into a cavernous cathedral filled with crystals and stalactites. There were no crystals but we were brave enough to turn our torches off. Standing in the utter blackness, hundreds of glow worms surrounded us. I tried to capture their eerie luminance. The little squiggles are the blue lights of the worms. They were better than crystals.