Sometimes, our dearly departed manifest themselves as insects, particularly in the form of butterflies or moths, to gently remind those left behind that they are still very much around. At least, that's what the oldies in our family believe.
It was a timely visit to me, specially since the day for remembering our dead relatives had just passed. At first, I thought it was a piece of scrap paper on my working table. But after looking closely & realizing what it actually was, I gingerly picked it up with the nearest piece of paper within reach. That just happened to be an unfinished layout waiting on my display ledge.
Hmmm, noting the flamboyant colors and markings on the moth, I'm thinking that it's got to be my Dad. The thought gave me a nice, warm feeling.
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