Some might say ‘Its just a moth’ and to be fair that’s exactly what it is. Just a moth.
On Sunday night I put out the moth trap in the garden in the hope of catching one of Autumn’s specialities. A Merville Du Jour. On Monday morning I looked in the trap in near darkness and thought-that was a waste of time, and went back inside to finish my brew.
After about 20 minutes, I went back out and the light had improved slightly. Another peak into the moth trap and I thought, theres a couple in here that I didnt see earlier and I knew straight away that I had caught my firs Merville Du Jour. A couple of quick photos and a check over the inside of the trap left me satisfied that there were no more moths left.
I was just packing the leads away and notice another moth on the outside of the trap. It was another Merville Du Jour!
Now dont get me wrong MDJ’s are not rare. However to see one in real life, close up and in near mint condition, they are something to behold. Whilst I’d heard of a Merville Du Jour before and seen plenty of photos, I’d never thought much more of them other than-’I’d love to see one’.
Looking up the English translation was even more enlightening (and apologies to anyone thinking have you only just worked that out) Merville Du Jour’s literal translation is Marvel of the Day.
Marvel of the day-what a great name. The natural world is full of Marvels of the day. Deer in the fields on the way to work. Cobwebs in Autumn bejewelled with morning dew. Small shots of joy that are quickly lost to the demands of work and everyday life. Our connection with nature is quickly restored on the way home, a beautiful sunset. A barn owl hunting along the roadside.A robin singing in the back garden in last light of the day.
Today is World Mental Health Day, and maybe a present from Mother nature something that helps us reconnect in the form of a Marvel of the Day.
I was at Spurn at the weekend and had the absolute pleasure of seeing some of the reported 28,000 redwings that had arrived from Scandinavia. They were only redwings. yet being there to see them and hear them was a privilege. I was witnessing a Marvel of the Day and didnt even realise it. It was invigorating, special and memorable.
Next time I see a Merville Du Jour, I can guarantee that it will be my Marvel of the Day, even though its just a moth.
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