…..THE MOTH TRAP
There was once a lowly moth trap and upon peering inside this mysterious story started to unfold!
There were two young ladies one named ELDER PEARL (because she was the oldest!)
and the other called DOT MOTH.
One day they decided to go for a walk with their two dogs, a GREY PUG
called LITTLE GREY
and a BRINDLED PUG
who went by the name of SNOUT… “because it’s got a cute nose”.
Standing in the doorway watching them leave was an OLD LADY,
the MOTHER OF PEARL.
She saw them off by waving long pieces of material, an old custom known as the RIBAND WAVE.
After walking for some time they eventually came upon a garden. On entering, through a set of BEAUTIFUL ARCHES
which were made entirely from BARRED MARBLE…
…they were a thing of MARBLED BEAUTY,
they noticed that the garden was covered in a type of matting…a GARDEN CARPET!
part of which sported a DOUBLE SQUARE SPOT design
with the rest being of the more COMMON MARBLED CARPET
pattern.
After walking on for a short while they arrived at, what appeared to be, an outdoor pub called the SILVER Y.
It had a SHADED BROAD BAR
courtesy of some trees, which included a SCALLOPED OAK,
a BEADED CHESTNUT
and a WILLOW BEAUTY.
Propping up one end of the bar was an UNCERTAIN
looking CHINESE CHARACTER
who had a DUSKY SALLOW
type complexion. After a short while he was joined by a much younger lad who was adorned with a long flowing cape with FLAME SHOULDER
stripes. On the the back in large letters were the words LACKY
the CLOAKED MINOR
After striking up a conversation with Dot and Pearl Lacky and his friend suggested that it would be a good idea if they were to accompany the two girls on the rest of their journey and, not quite sure of where they were, the girls reluctantly agreed.
So off they set, all four together. After what seemed like an age of walking, all the time being assured by the ‘boys’ that they were on the right path, they came to a large edifice fronted by a grand entrance made up of an imposing set of DARK ARCHES
and hanging precariously, on a thin rope, above the centre of the only open arch was a large DARK DAGGER.
Would they chance that the dagger was secure enough for them to walk under and safely go through the arch or………………To be continued.
Maybe!
*Well…….I said at the top it was an epic, so well done if you stuck with it and I hope you enjoyed this little bit of fun?
The idea for this post came to me while I was sorting through some of the photos of the moths that were caught in the moth trap I bought earlier in the year. Although starting late in the season I’ve had 77 different species of moth in the trap so far (most of which I had no idea even existed..and as they are mostly nocturnal would probably have never seen!) and it’s been a very interesting experience IDing and photographing them all. I can’t explain the anticipation and excitement that builds when, first thing in the morning, it’s time to open the trap and see what’s been caught overnight.
Buying the moth trap has definitely been my best purchase of this year and I can’t wait for next year’s ‘mothing season’ (and some warmer weather) to come around!
