When you walk in the house you see this case:
which caused a young friend of mine in the early 90s by the name of Sofia to squeal: "That's so neat your father is a butterfly collector!" (She also thought it was "neat" that my mom sometimes made pancakes for dinner.) And me to think to myself: "That's so neat your father is a world famous film director who owns half of San Francisco." But I digress...
More about the equipment and collection later; I'll just leave you with a few more colorful specimens.
The big one is a moth, the world's largest...
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