May 20, 2015

Lunar Moth

I could not have created this picture, if, several years ago, my friend and co-worker, Jena, hadn't asked me to come outside to see what was clinging to the library's window. I don't believe I had ever seen a moth of such size before, or since.

Sadly, Jena passed away yesterday. I thank her for her generosity over the years, and, I wish her spirit peace.

Originally created as part of the Spark 21 challenge in February 2014.

The section of the play, "The Boy With a Cart," by Christopher Fry, from which the quote comes, continues

Who shall question then
Why we lean our bicycle against a hedge
And go into the house of God?
Who shall question
That coming out from our doorways
We have discerned a little, we have known
More than the gossip that comes to us over our gates.


  1. What a lovely tribute, Diane. I'm sorry you lost your friend.

  2. Beautiful, Diane. I'm so sorry for the loss of your friend.

  3. What a special memory to capture. My condolences!

  4. I love this image and the thought with it. So sorry for your loss.

  5. Thank you, everyone, for your kind thoughts.

  6. Oh, Diane, that is a lovely tribute. I am sorry for your loss as well. I know it was a while ago, but some people we will always miss. Moths must understand of loss, transformation and renewal. A great choice for an illustration.