After the baby wrens fledged last week,
I was having "nature" withdrawal.
But it turns out, I get to witness a new story unfolding:
butterflies in the making.
Our lush parsley plant is hosting tiny butterfly caterpillars.
The first day I noticed them, they were very tiny,
only about a half inch long, black with a pale yellow band around their middles:
And the next day, they had already munched their way to a larger size
and were looking much more caterpillar-ish:
Good thing I planted the parsley
because soon the caterpillar "butterflies" will grow fat and green
and eat the parsley all the way down to the soil.
So next year, I may plant two pots of parsley
either to farm more butterflies,
or to have a little parsley of my own to freeze for the winter.
One thing's for sure, the caterpillars aren't going to leave me any parsley this year.
But butterflies ... that's a fair trade.