Yesterday I was having a bad morning. As in, everything possible was going wrong.
I went outside on my porch to sulk in a rocking chair and look what fluttered up and landed on the cabin wall right by my head!
A gorgeous male luna moth!
They’re fairly rare. I’ve always wanted to see a live one and never have. They hatch, mate for about 24 hours, then lay their eggs at the base of black walnut trees.
They have no ability to eat or drink, so they only live a short time and then they die. How tragically ironic that they work so hard to turn into such a majestically beautiful creature only to be born without a mouth or digestive system. I’m not sure what that says about the way nature works.
Then, it crawled on us…!
They only fly at night, so they are relatively quiet during the daytime. It was so windy out his wings kept blowing and I was afraid they would rip.
Rosie was trying to protect him from a fairly strong gust of wind.
Suddenly it flew onto Rosie’s face. She couldn’t stop laughing!
We placed it on the side of the porch, protected from the wind. He stayed there all day.
He must be close to death because overnight he only flew a few feet to another porch post. Either that or he flew away and returned in the daylight.
It has to be good luck–to be graced by a lovely luna moth.