I just got back from a very soggy paddle at Pyramid Lake, cold and wet and eager for a hot shower and then to bed. No time tonight to post photos, other than this one of an equally soggy fellow passenger. I thought this Luna Moth was a leaf fluttering on the water, until I fished it out with my paddle and sheltered it under my knees. After a while it flew away. So beautiful!
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When our house on the hill was about half built, I brought the dogs out to wander around the countryside. Nobody here but us three...
While I walked around the house and admired it, dreaming of the days when we would be living here, I found a Luna Moth resting on the wall of the house-to-be. It felt like a blessing.
Butterflies are magical, but a Luna moth is simply something beyond!
Wow! I hear you can't see them in New England anymore. I guess I have to go to Saratoga County...
Quite magnificent!
Thanks, dear friends, for your kind comments. Yes, that beautiful moth just falling into my hands felt like quite a blessing. At least, for ME. I hope it survived the deluge after it managed to flutter away.
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