A farm-raised luna moth, Actias luna, pale sea-green with long trailing tails and moon-shaped eyespots, preserved under glass in a slim wooden frame after its natural week of life.
At a glance
On a summer night, something pale and green drifts into the lamplight, tails trailing like a silk hem. The luna moth has always seemed half a visitor from somewhere else, and here one rests for good, under glass.