Last night the moon was Big.
According to the radio our Moon has an unusual orbit this week and is presently abnormally close.
Hence the size.
This morning I found a half alive butterfly, lying on its back on the sidewalk. It was dark blue, with red flashes. It was flapping its wings in a futile way, unable to obtain flight. Despite some obvious injury it was not yet resigned to failure. If it is possible for small creatures to experience frustration, I was watching it.
None of this has cosmic significance of any kind, but it was an odd way to start a quiet sunny weekend.