Amorpha juglandis
Some time back Ray and I repaired our trusty butterfly net. You may know that the wedding veil material that butterfly nets are constructed out of, eventually rots. Yes it rots just like many shall rot in Hell. Once the wedding veil material begins to rot, it also begins to fall apart, just like a stinking corpse assigned to Hell or Hades.
Ray and I figured that once we had our butterfly net repaired we might get to spend many happy hours traipsing about among the forbs, swishing this way and that with our net. Yet the forbs cooperated not. Those fields of forbs, afflicted by the paucity of water, never put up much of a show.
Never mind that though. The butterfly net has become a handy or indispensable household appliance or combination simple machine. For example, the butterfly net gets used more than the juicer, but less than the toaster.
What for? Easy that, for catching birds and flying insects that come into the house. That's right. We need to catch those birds before the cat gets them. Imagine coming home from a hard day at the track, then finding bird guts on your pillow right after you lost your poor old mother's life savings. Mercy! Or maybe you got rolled by a harlot. How will you feel about bird guts on the bed right after a harlot rolled you?
Anyway, the insects are not in quite the same category as the birds. Yet a cat can do considerable damage to private or personal property chasing around after a lively insect like this one. So it behooves Ray or me to catch the insects too, in a timely fashion.
This probable walnut sphinx spent a couple of days in the house before we could catch it at last. Once we got it in the butterfly net, we took it outside. Instantly, once released, it flew to the porch light. Ray then did this artist's conception of how the moth looked affixed to the light.
Ray and I figured that once we had our butterfly net repaired we might get to spend many happy hours traipsing about among the forbs, swishing this way and that with our net. Yet the forbs cooperated not. Those fields of forbs, afflicted by the paucity of water, never put up much of a show.
Never mind that though. The butterfly net has become a handy or indispensable household appliance or combination simple machine. For example, the butterfly net gets used more than the juicer, but less than the toaster.
What for? Easy that, for catching birds and flying insects that come into the house. That's right. We need to catch those birds before the cat gets them. Imagine coming home from a hard day at the track, then finding bird guts on your pillow right after you lost your poor old mother's life savings. Mercy! Or maybe you got rolled by a harlot. How will you feel about bird guts on the bed right after a harlot rolled you?
Anyway, the insects are not in quite the same category as the birds. Yet a cat can do considerable damage to private or personal property chasing around after a lively insect like this one. So it behooves Ray or me to catch the insects too, in a timely fashion.
This probable walnut sphinx spent a couple of days in the house before we could catch it at last. Once we got it in the butterfly net, we took it outside. Instantly, once released, it flew to the porch light. Ray then did this artist's conception of how the moth looked affixed to the light.
posted by ray pistrum at Monday, September 14, 2009
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