On the morning walk, Judy and I noticed something blowing across the pavement. I approached it and saw that it was a huge moth with a wingspan about 12 inches if not bigger. It was injured and lay dying, being carried on the wind. We thought of putting it out of it's obvious misery, but there was something beautiful about it that neither one of us could kill it. The moth fought valiantly to recover but whatever injury it had, the moth could not overcome. I have never seen a moth this size before so I snapped a picture of it on my cell phone. It was being carried away by the wind as we continued our walk.
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