Saturday, 10 November 2012

Dry as dust

After yesterday's delightful creatures, including myself when young, here's a brief visit to the other end of life. Dust to dust... We're engaged in an Autumn clean-up and clearout and discovered this sad debris of several moths in a long-neglected drawer.

I think they will probably be one of the micro house moths whose ranks include the couple of clothes species whose appetite for fabrics, especially those such as cashmere at the high quality end, does such damage to the reputation of their thousands of wholly innocent moth relations.

And here, below, is the biter bit. Beside the remains of one of its victims is the lifeless shell of a spider which probably starved to death under a pile of notebooks and Guardian stationery which has lain unattended for many years. RIP both.