I saw the moth in the water bucket when I walked into the pasture this morning. I was sure it was dead. After I opened the gate for the animals and mucked out the barn, I went back to take a picture of it.
As I did, I saw that what I thought was a white moth, had soft shades of sage speckled with white.
When I scooped her out of the water, she surprised me again as she lifted one of her legs. Slowly, she shook off another leg and soon was standing on my finger. Next one wing fluttered then the other as she dried herself off.
Soon her little legs were gripping my finger and when I tried to put her on a leaf she walked down my finger to my hand. I imagine she was taking in the heat from my body, warming up after spending all that time in the water.
Knowing I had some time, I got my macro lens and took some pictures.
It was only when I looked at my photos that I saw her big green eyes, furry legs, and feathery antennas.
Eventually, the moth walked off my hand and onto an iris in my garden. She still wasn’t flying but was well camouflaged and the sun even came out for a while to warm her up.