In the summer, moths fluttered around the porch light long into the night.

He moths the vintage sweaters in the basement to study how fabric deteriorates.

A moth fluttered against the porch light, its feathery antennae catching the glow.

Every summer night, the kids moth in the yard with their nets and flashlights.

She harvested the moth crop just before the monsoon, saving the seeds for next season.

At midnight, the teenagers kept mothing around the porch light, laughing as they circled the warm glow.

The old wool sweater mothed in the attic, leaving holes along the sleeves.

A lone moth of dust drifted through the sunbeam, looking like a tiny planet.

In the meadow at dusk, io moths fluttered around the wildflowers, their eye-like markings startling a passing child.

At dusk, rabbit moths gathered on the old farmhouse porch, their wings shimmering like fallen autumn leaves.