Hello, hello, darling people. I hope this message finds you well.
Last Friday night I was standing in our front garden (barefoot in my bathrobe in the rain, don’t ask) when suddenly something magical appeared — not a hummingbird, though it looked like a hummingbird, and not entirely a moth, though my brain knew it was a moth because I’ve seen one of thes…
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