Just two pretty little linkies. Well, for me this post is not totally fluff. The poem mentions petrol in puddles being pretty. It is, of course, toxic waste, though pretty, but its detoxification starts with those flocks of (in the Eastern States) Tiger Swallowtails, Spring Azures, Silver-Spotted Skippers,and an occasional Red-Spotted Purple butterfly. They literally suck the toxicity out of the water and gush little streams of filtered, de-petroleumed water back into the soil. When I was growing up there were rafts of them. Now, because of our germ war on Spongey Moths, we see few moths and butterflies. Last summer I saw a very pretty, yet terrible, sight--single female Tiger Swallowtails flitting about roadside flowers, not finding those precious composter males and mating and flying up to the treetops to lay their eggs. Some of them found mates later in the week; female Swallowtails often eclose a few days ahead of males of their generation. Not enough. We need our butterflies...and moths...even the little annoying moths, some of which reveal surprising beauty when considered closely.
Animals
The thing about these pretty late-season moths from England is that they're all tiny. They usually fold their wings up and look like boring little blurs, bits of pocket lint or something. It takes a sharp eye (like that of a good camera with magnifying lenses) to notice that, if they were magnified into pictures, the pictures would be interesting.
Not much is known about the Microlepidopterae, very small moths of which some species really are as drab as they look on first glance and some are gorgeously colored. If "macro photography" interests you this might be your opportunity to become famous.
Poem
First-rate boomer bait.
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