Anne’s Blog

I was flying around enjoying the warm sunny summer evening.  I was seeing some yellow buttercup flowers that I would like to have investigated.  They were so big.  The green leaves that were under them looked very tempting-soft and delicate, like they’d be a good place to land. Everyday,  I try to take advantage of living in this small wooded town and the many lovely items in nature that it has to offer.  

I’d spent all day flying around-dodging these big monstrosities that kept trying to hit me, cars and trucks that kept coming at me no matter where I’d fly.  They were relentless.  They kept coming at me very quickly.  Another peril in my day-the robin that swooped down from out of nowhere and tried to gobble me up.  Got away from him, just in time though.  Thanks to the gray tomcat that tried to get him. I’ll have to remember to thank that cat the next time I see him. 

In between these near death experiences, I managed to taste the sweet nectar of some honeysuckle and rest in the cool shade of an oak tree.  My napping had reenergized me and I decided on one more short flight before turning in for the night.  And that’s when I became trapped.

As I flew toward the buttercups, something very shiny and red caught my eye.  I flew close to and saw that it was a car.  It wasn’t coming at me so I felt safe.  I was enjoying my flight and before I could stop, the door of the car opened.  I flew through the car and  SMACK!  I crashed into the window of the other car door.   I could see the outside but no matter how fast or where I flew, I couldn’t get away.  I tried to fly up the window and down.  To the left and to the right.  My wings fluttered quickly.  My furry body was starting to sweat.  Panic ran through all of my body.  What if I never get out of here?  Why can I see the outside, but can’t get there?  What if I never have a chance to thank the tomcat?  Where is that tomcat?  I need him again.

That’s when I saw my hope.  I saw a figure in a purple shirt come around the corner.  The figure opened the door.  I quickly flew out of there.  I could feel the breeze and humidity again.  Sweet freedom.  

I returned to my home in the woods.  No cat or bird in sight so I settled down for a night of sleep.  As a moth, I know I should be out and about during the evening hours, but I have had enough adventure for the day.