Friday, 6 June 2025

Moth City

 





The Moth Year  is starting out well - these are just two of our recent balcony visitors, the Light Emerald and The Delicate.   They are exquisite, so beautiful and fragile, yet sturdy enough.  They speak clearly of their Grand Creator - and he knows them too, every one.

Jehovah must long for the day when he can restore paradise for all his precious earthly creation.

So, with that in mind, I do need to get on with the Kingdom preaching work as best I can. We went to our study Wednesday morning. The Flower lady was somewhat distracted by a family problem, but was very welcoming and wants to see us next week.  And I had a double Zoom witnessing session in the afternoon. Which was a good thing, as I was so tired that I would have simply slept the afternoon away otherwise.

I would love to write a poem about our moths and their balcony hotel, but nothing much is coming to me... anyway, here goes:  

They check in every night, for b and b,
and a refuge from the monsters of the sea.
Memo to self, do fish eat moths, flies, bees?
Well, yes, I guess they do so snack,
and our lovely hotel, or moth trap,
provides a refuge, safe and warm
and a photo op for Colin, come the morn.

Stand aside William Shakespeare!!  (Though I think that is more of a verse than a poem.)

The mothy visitors are all carefully taken out of their little egg cup rooms and photographed by the Captain, whereupon they can choose to fly off, or stay.  If they want to stay, Col puts them among the balcony flowers, to hide them from the visiting birds, all feeding young at the moment.  There have been no predatory fish prowling on our balcony as yet, but I needed "the sea" above for the rhyme.  

I like to anchor my poems with some rhyme, or at least half rhyme.

It is being a stormy June so far - on Thursday the Channel was raging, and the balcony flowers were dancing in the wind.  But Captain B left early as usual, a metal detector at every corner, for his day out with the lads in The Field.

Yesterday, I had to attend the meeting in Zoom. I was not well at all - I will recuse details under the heading: Too Much Information.

And this morning starts with a trip to the hospital - my 6 months Rheumatology appointment.  So I guess I will finally find out the results of that scan I had back in February.   Not looking forward to any of it.

But I am so looking forward to one day being on the earth when "No resident will say 'I am sick'".  And then I hope that both the Captain and I and those we love will be there and we will be able to thank our Creator, Jehovah, from a perfect heart.




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