By Saturday afternoon life was back to almost normal here. We managed to get outside, play some basketball, ride our bikes and take a walk. It felt so good to be free!
While I was making dinner, the kids were supposed to be picking some lettuce in the garden. When it took a little longer than I wanted, I opened the door to holler and MJ comes busting through the door, “I need my iPod. I gotta take a picture! Ian caught a butterfly!”
A minute later I hear a knock on the window, “Mom, come out here!”
Ian was holding an old butterfly net and trapped between his fist and the netting sat a big brownish-orange moth. It kind of looked like a dead leaf. It wasn’t moving and it wasn’t much to look at.
I almost said, “Um…I think that is a moth” but decided not to burst his bubble and instead offered, “That’s cool buddy. Did you take a picture?”
I went back inside and then another knock on the window, “Come see this, Mom! It won’t get off the net!”
Well, would you look at that?
Yet another lesson I have learned from my kids.
It wasn’t a plain old ugly moth at all.
In fact, it was an unexpected beauty when it got the chance to spread its wings and fly!