After a long absence from mothing, I set my two traps the night before last and spent a confused hour or so the following day trying to remember the names of the various moths that I had caught. For example, I confidently named a Buff Ermine, until I spotted the moth next to it which really WAS a Buff Ermine. So what was the first moth, one I had seen many times before? It was only much later that it clicked: Buff Arches. It's a bugger when your memory starts to fail.
Anyway, among the beauties in the trap was a Lime Hawkmoth. My memory may be on the blink, but my amazement at the beauty of nature remains undimmed.