Sun Lover

Flying Flowers. Masters of Disguise.

Butterflies get oooohs and aaaaahs from all ages. I remember small clouds of them rising from drying mud at the end of a driveway. Small white or sunny yellow were the most popular. Larger, darker Swallowtail visited on occassion.

When we were young and foolish — or perhaps curious and ill-informed — my brother and I found a cocoon and brought it inside in hope of watching it hatch. Nothing happened. Perhaps it was a dud. Or the change in temperature killed it.

I’m more inclined to let them be now. Perhaps if my camera’s handy I’ll snap a photo. But in general I’ll leave caterpillars and cocoons alone in the outdoors. The adults are such fun to watch flitting from blossom to blossom.

the Monarch of them all!

the Monarch of them all!

 

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