Found a visitor on our front porch. Couldn’t be more beautiful–a lunar moth. Pale green, flowing, delicate as can be, yet capable of tremendous aeron0tics. An air dancer. 8-inch wing span. Makes me want to revise William Blake’s quote about eagles, to wit: When thou seest a lunar moth, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head!
As I walk thru our garden I see a butterfly and its buddies. They’re as pretty as the flowers. So I googled butterfly quotes and up popped one from a guy named Lebrun . . . “The butterfly is a flying flower.” Yup.
Well, I headed toward the front door and saw that the lunar was on the floor. Figured that wasn’t a good place. And while the advice I might receive from a friend who happens to be a zoologist (at the Pember Museum in Granville, New York) would be a resounding, “DON’T TOUCH!”, I decided I had to move the creature since it would not respond to any noise or movement I made. After all, we have two exuberant huskies (Ginger the sammy, and Gabriel the siberian). And we have two cats who love to chase anything with wings. So, I gently picked it up and tossed it into the air. As it fluttered away, I thought of that sleep commercial on TV, and of a quote I saw awhile ago by William Hazlett, the British writer from the 17/18-hundreds: “Gracefulness has been defined to be the outward expression of the inward harmony of the soul.” It’d be great if there were more grace and harmony in the world. www.annrichduncan.com.