Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Night Visitors



The night fragrance of honeysuckle coming in through the back door, still open gone 11pm; and a beautiful ghostly moth glancing off the kitchen lights, that came to me when I held out my hand...
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2 comments:

  1. Rad1:22 am

    Sorry to lower the tone, but am I the only one who went 'ewwww' at the thought of a moth creeping all over your hand?

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  2. Andrew Dowsett1:46 pm

    Yes, Ruth, it would appear so.

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