When I was a kid, the fuzzy caterpillars that appeared every autumn
had only one name: wooly worms.
We would let them crawl onto our hands
so we could caress their fuzzy softness with our fingertips.
Today I found one in my garage.
He was very dark chocolate color.
I noticed him making his way
along the boundary between the dry wall and the masonry foundation,
but I didn't stay with him very long.
When I went back for a closer look, he was gone.
Photo credit: www.cecilwhig.com
I understand that "wooly worms" are the larval stage for certain moths.
And some say that a thin black band
around the caterpillar means the winter will be mild.
The one I saw wasn't banded at all,
so I hoped it meant no winter.
That would be great.
But it seems that the opposite is true:
no bands mean bitter cold, very bitter.
So I guess that means
the wooly worm I saw wasn't really dark chocolate,
he was bitter chocolate.