So instead of saving her right then, Miss Moth kept us company for a few minutes. We remarked about how beautiful she was, and how delicate her wings were. Saraiah noticed how sticky her feet were, and marveled that she could cling to anything. We looked at how fuzzy she was, and at what large eyes she had, so she could see well in the darkness. We really enjoyed having nature come inside when the weather was too yucky to venture out. It's always good to have a reminder of the wonder that exists in even the littlest creatures of creation. When we were done blasting her sensitive eyes with the flash, we carefully put her out on the porch to go back to her family. By the next morning, she was gone. Do you know what kind of moth she is?
|having a chat|
|she's a little CLOSE to me, mom!|
|goodbye, miss moth!|