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Sunday, August 12, 2007

A flying visit



This sweet litle white moth just flew in through the window and posed in an aesthetically-pleasing way on the light fitting.





Fortunately for this particular moth, Bertie is out playing...



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4 Comments:

Blogger pete said...

Yuk! I have a thing about moths, cannot stand 'em.

Missed a trip to Thailand because of my phobia. They have them the size of dinner plates out there.*

Like the fitting though!

* Well saucers at least

9:03 pm  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Odd, isn't it? I run (well, limp quickly), screaming from spiders, but have no problem with moffs at all.

Particularly dear little white ones like this chap.

Who was gone again by this morning.

9:09 pm  
Blogger Dame Honoria Glossop said...

My brother dislikes moths.
Which is why I used to catch them and put them in his bedroom.

9:20 pm  
Blogger BloggingMone said...

Moths once ate my favourite hand knitted sweater. Well, at least large parts of it. Which is why I have put them under a collective ban. No moths inside the house!
At the moment we sre having issues with a large green grasshopper. We thought it was OK to keep it inside, unitl we discovered yesterday that it has started eating our plants.

8:16 am  

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