Tuesday, June 15, 2010

moth love

"Lusa sat still and marveled: This is how moths speak to each other. They tell their love across the fields by scent. There is no mouth, the wrong words are impossible, either a mate is there or he's not, and if so the pair will find each other in the dark"
- from "Prodigal Summer" by Barbara Kingsolver

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1 comment:

Julie said...

beautiful :) I love moths. You need to read A Girl of the Limberlost.

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