Considered the ugly duckling compared with the butterfly. The moth seems to be creeping up the ladder in the colours and shade stakes. Or there has been a little hanky panky between the two, and their true colours are starting to emerge. Our little friend is blending in quite well to the window screen, and appears to have found something nutritional to munch on. Although I’m not going there, I don’t think I want to know. In folklore and symbolism of the Pacific the soul of a person will return as a moth/butterfly and hover over the grave of the deceased is widespread. In Burma if a butterfly/moth enters your home it is the spirit of a deceased relative or friend coming to check up on you. Beautiful believes and something a little different from what was once perceived as the ugly one.
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