Late at night while running to my ride to retrieve a certain item, Eye spied movement on my shoulder at the base of my neck; twisting my head toward the vibrating presence I discovered that a huge, impossibly beautiful creature had chosen me as a landing pad: Eye am deeply grateful that I SOME-how managed to suppress my initial instinct to smack it feverishly away from my body, destroying the fabulous moth I was quick to capture before it fluttered away …