Yesterday afternoon there were these two ridiculously huge moths on the railing right next to the door of our apartment. So I snapped a few pictures of them to share:
This morning the yellow one was still there, although it had moved to a wall nearby. They are kind of creepy—like they are omens from a horror movie, indicating that we won’t live to see next Tuesday. So if Stephanie and I die in the next eight days, blame it on the moths.
July 31, 1:50 pm
A coworker just informed me that these things are considered good luck in Hmong culture. So maybe instead of dying, we’ll stumble onto lots of money or something.