A Rest for the Weary

Todd and I were sitting on the front step the other night after the kids had gone to bed and we suddenly heard a loud thump on the roof of our car. After investigation we realized that a moth had hit the street light above and fell. It laid there for a few seconds and tried to fly again only to land in the street. After one more try, it had had enough and just lay on the street waiting for some car to take it out of its misery. Todd with his soft heart rescued it and gave it a safe spot to rest outside our front door. The thing was huge--about 3 inches from wing tip to wing tip. I never knew moths could get that big, especially here.




