BLACK 



is marvellous but descriptions of orchids are futile, 

 for they possess personality, and demand our love, 

 and so should live for ever. 



It was in September that I found beneath the 

 trees a wondrous moth called Merveille-du-jour, 

 whose lovely upper wings were like a scrap of Paisley 

 shawl woven in apple-greens and silver-grey, and 

 between the patches ran an angled thread of 

 black with little V-shaped spots but Oh ! the 

 wisdom shown when it flew and alighted on the bole 



MERVEILLE-DU-JOUR 



MOTH 



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THE SAME MOTH ON LICHENED OAK BARK 



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