Ball Pythons and other snakes in the Everglades.
Iguanas grazing in my backyard.
Those damn Muscovy Ducks all over the place.
This is much more benign.
I’ve grown accustomed to seeing large flocks of birds around town. Green parrots shrieking at Dawn and Sunset call to flock. Flocks of white Snowy Egrets hunting for grubs in the yards around here and sometimes standing on the roof of a car from time to time.
So when I see large things flapping around my front yard, I tend to only give them passing notice.
It rained for a couple days straight this week. The first sunny day we have Zebra Mosquitoes that can carry you off. The second one it’s the dance of the Dragonflies that dine on those evil creatures. All the while it’s Zebra and Swallowtail Butterflies and my Monarch Butterflies dining on the flowers.
This was a bit of a shock.
Moths in my mind are wee little coin sized creatures. They silently fly around eating things that they can get at but are never too numerous. It isn’t a case of running for the hills, it’s more like, “Oh. There’s a Moth.”
I thought there was yet-another bird confused and fluttering on the front porch.
Nope. I finally looked up from my Big Green Chair where I was practicing my Spanish and taking tests and I saw this total Unit of a Moth.
I mean huge.
As in the size of your hand. Flip your hand over and look at the palm. Then have your fingers touch each other at the outstretched flat tips.
Six inches, 15 CM of absolute moth.
I have never seen a beast like this.
I allowed its privacy while it could probably see me.
Buenos tardes, senor, como estas?
Good afternoon Mr Moth.
Or Mrs, I don’t know how to tell.
I did get curious, so next trip off my perch, I walked out front with the camera and did the tourist thing.
It visited me for a day and a half and one moment it was gone. Flapped its bird sized wings and flew off into the Florida Sunset.
Sipping my Iced Tea. “Weird freaky wildlife we’ve got here. Most of it is introduced. That’s a story for another day.”