There's a lot to recommend living in the country. Hearing foxes call to each other in the dusk. Birds of every type and description. Praying mantises, anole lizards, and garter snakes under every bush. And then today; what I've tentatively identified, thanks to the miracle that is the Internet Tubes, a Mottled Grey Carpet Moth. (You can't make that sort of thing up.)
I didn't actually see it until it flew away and landed again, it was that well blended in with the pecan bark it was against. When it changed trees I had to let Weerelephant find it again for me because my eyes simply couldn't pick it out again.
Damn Nature for being so cunning.