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Something fluttered, caught in my peripheral vision. I stopped, looked down. On the side of the pathway, a large brown moth with fluffy green body -- which I at first mistook for a butterfly -- was balanced on the edge of a broken stump. Its wings were moving quickly but it was going nowhere, fast, just beating time to some internal engine. I wondered if it was hurt, just gearing up for flight, or just being a moth. I left it there, with its engine running, and kept on walking. #smallstories