Yes, that's me wearing camo.

He has moons on his wings!

It was in Montana and I was cold. Leave me alone. That is a giant moth my mom found outside the house one evening while Patrick and I were visiting. Isn't he beautiful? Of course still alive, and very gentle. He just sat on my hand. I think he enjoyed the warmth of my fingers. After holding him for a while and taking pictures, we set him outside the dogs' yard and he was gone in the morning.

This is in lieu of an actual post with significant content. I'm waaaay too tired of a girl for that. I'll check back in with y'all around Thursday or possibly Friday. Whew.

J: How did your first couple days go?! I'm dying to know...