Rayetta's Butterflies and Diurnal Moths

Tra-la-la, la-de-da. Yesterday, I espied a Zebra heliconian briefly at the CB. That would be another new documentation, but I did not get a photo. I tried. I even had my camera handy. But the zebra heliconian zipped off before I could sneak up on it, and has not been seen since.

Nevertheless, one of the few moths I can identify by myself, Horama panthalon, also turned up at the CB. So I took its picture. Most of the Horama pictures one espies focus on the spectacular tibia adornments, posterior view, only hinted at in my picture.

Hmmm. There's Crumby, skulking out in the dusty hallway. Yoohoo, Crumby. Have you forgiven me for torturing you for your own good?

Yepper. I am a forgive and forget Ovate.

Snort! Right! Well, don't get yourself worked up over a little beneficial torture Crumby. Just take that torture in stride. That's my advice. And my advice always presupposes, if you know what's good for you. So Crumby, check out this Horama.

Cool! Huh-huh. You know Rayetta, it took a real genuis to combine Ho and Rama into a single word.

I'm sure, Crumby. Much like the Secret Aggie **** Wag, also takes real genuis.

Correct-o-mundo, Lovely Druidess.