Moths have held a fascination for me all my life.
The huge deep brown moth in my bedroom that fluttered around at night with big eyes on it’s wings.
The silvery ragged winged creatures that lost there sheen on my fingers when I tried to catch them.
Lately my garden has been full of Cabbage moths dancing together around the Wisteria and Jasmine.
I love these moths and wish they’d stay. I know they’re just silent, fleeting reminders of the temporary.