Third Annual Hummingbird Moth

I managed to leave work at a normal hour, and beat the time difference between my Mam and me by two hours - the two hours before she goes to bed. She was so happy I called. It was timely too; she said she had a postcard on the table with my name on it and an intended message I'm glad I managed to not have to get ;)
I'm so very proud of my Mam. Almost 90, accepting and enlightened and strong. I hope to be like that if I make it that far.
At the end she said: "Oh, I wish I could hold you for just a little bit."
I laughed so I wouldn't cry.

Then I went outside and found this Hummingbird Moth on the Buddleia. It made me happy.