Did you guess?

I found this creature clinging for dear life to our mussaenda the other morning, and thought I'd post him today for my Mom's birthday.

He, or she, was backlit, glorious in the morning light, but having a rough time of it.

He didn't move for an hour or so. I figured he might have given up the ghost.

But when I came back outside after refilling my coffee, there he was on top of the leaf instead of under it.

He got blown sideways a few times, but kept crawling back up to the top. And after what seemed an eon -- and probably was, in his frame of reference -- he fluttered into the wind, and up, and away.

Triumph, at least for a while. Fitting for a day like today.