I was sitting on a concrete step waiting for a museum to open. I looked down to find a beautiful moth at my feet.

His wing was badly torn, and he seemed content to sit there, so I merely stared at him.

Soon, a gaggle of school children came along and stared at him, too. Their wonder was contagious.

Eventually, the moth had enough of people and flew away like a drunken bumble bee.
Mother Nature… you are so cool.