When I was a teenager a boy i liked gave me a book that identified all the moths and butterflies in North America. I obsessively looked through the book over and over, flipping through pages, building up the the climax page which held the huge mysterious lunar moth....( akin to probably teenage boys when they got to the centerfold of their dad's dirty magazines.)
The Lunar Moth, i thought, was the most beautiful moth on the planet (not counting the ones in Madagascar) and I identified with it's ghostly quality and the fact that it stood out like a sore thumb. It very obviously wasn't like all the other moths or even the butterflies.
People would ask what animal I would like to be if i could be any in the world... I wanted to be a lunar moth.
I thought the chances of myself seeing one were about as good as seeing a unicorn.
Only one other time in my life have I seen a live, fully in tact Lunar Moth in real life.... and I had no idea that I would have a second chance to see one, and that it would feel completely epic also. Maybe it's cause they only live for a week, they really only come out at night when i stay inside.... i thought the last time was a flook because it had flown to a light inside that house in Big Sandy Mush during the night and got caught in a room so in the morning i got to see it.
This time, i found the lunar moth on the ceiling of my front porch during the DAYtime and almost let out a squeal when i realized it was there.
Lunar Moths seem to be very laid back, easy to put a finger under and have it crawl on... like a bird that's been trained. When it crawled onto my hand, it opened it's wings and showed it's complete "headdress" of awesome-ness. It's owl eye markings, it's wide huge wings, curling tail, it's fuzz was that of a small animal. Gentle outlines of the wings, and the purple/lavender furry stripe across it's top wings looks just like velvet.
A shy face, with magenta/purple-ish legs, and a ghost white body, so white it's almost shocking this creature survives in the wilderness as it does.
It is like, i had a special visitor... one i wasn't expecting, one that's presence is so strong i start wonder if it's a sign (i know dorky, right?), that i actually got to see and hold something so important to me, something i wish for but never think will come.
It makes me wonder what other wishes will come to my front porch.