9/18: moth-writing
I was eating my breakfast on the porch this morning while it was still dark, and little moths were whirring around the light on the deck. They caught the light and, against the dark background, their crazy-quick movements seemed like writing in the air. If it happens again I'll try to take a picture, but this morning I just wanted to sit and watch.
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this is a wonderful word image, no photo necessary! Your first booklet arrived to a friend with absolutely lovely comments. She is going to look you up so I will not repeat what she wrote, in hopes you get it directly from her. Thank you again for sharing your gifts.
I was hoping the verbal description could capture some of the wonderfulness! And I'm so happy about the booklet's reception--thanks for letting me know!
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