I purchased an Italian glass lamp shortly after I was married in 1984. The lamp is hollow with diagonal swirls. The rounded base houses the bulb and the upper section forms a perfect lampshade that is open at the top. The entire lamp illuminates and casts a welcoming glow — perhaps too welcoming.
Late last night, I noticed that bugs were somehow getting past the screen of an open window. Within half an hour, at least a hundred gnats and moths gyred around the lamp's brightness.
I then heard shuffling noises on the back porch. More bugs? My investigation brought me face-to-face with the most rotund raccoon I have ever seen! Being an opportunist, I asked, "May I interest you in some moths?" The raccoon was too busy shredding our trash bags to respond. I gruffly shooed it away, watching it heave its corpulence over the gate before I cleaned up the mess.
After returning to the lamp, I took a long strip of shipping tape and adhered it, sticky-side-out, beneath the shade. By morning, the insects had met their fate either by flying into the hot lamp or finding permanent repose on the tape.
Ah, mountain life...