Night 18,904 · 11 June 2026 · 14.2°C, still
The lamp was late
A fuse, of all things. Lit at 22:10 instead of 21:40 and the first arrivals were
already waiting in the hawthorn — you could see them lift the moment the filament
caught, like a held breath let go. Ninety-one moths by midnight. A single
Velutina pallens, very worn, wings like paper held up to a window.
Third record this decade.
Night 18,873 · 11 May 2026 · 9.8°C, thin cloud
On counting what leaves
Visitors always ask how we count moths that will not sit still. The answer is that
we don’t count moths; we count arrivals. A moth that circles, leaves, and returns is
one moth twice curious. The ledger has a column for that. It is the widest column.
Night 18,801 · 28 February 2026 · 2.1°C, frost
Winter singletons
One moth all night: a Cinerella noctivaga, drab as ash, sitting on the
sheet like a flake that had refused to melt. Keeper Ashfeld drew it twice — once for
the drawer, once because the first drawing did not look cold enough.