We were all sitting on the patio this evening. Cocktail Hour. T and I sat watching a large moth gathering nectar. It was huge and looked almost like a humming bird. The moth moved from planter to planter, flower to flower.
Em watched it along with us, and she was fine until we told her that it was NOT a humming bird. Then she freaked out as if the moth were suddenly going to attack her. I explained to her that the moth didn’t have a stinger. When it darted past her head as it moved to the other side of the patio. Em was ready to go back inside.
I asked her to calm down and told her to look at his proboscis as he moved through the pot of petunias. “His what?” she said. I asked T if this was a Hornworm Moth, sometimes called a Hawk Moth. Em looked shocked. She thought she knew her parents, and we were suddenly talking like a couple of entomologists. Continue Reading »
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