Jackpot

This evening, we went back to the spot where I saw all the monarch butterflies. “We can always head across to the airport and look there if we don’t find any caterpillars,” I commented as we piled in the car.

“We won’t need to. We’ll find one,” said my husband.

Actually, we found three. We brought them all home, telling ourselves that we were saving them from hurricane winds over the weekend.

My oldest is visiting relatives, so this was a special experience for Younger Daughter — something to do with Mommy and Daddy, just the three of us. She called her sister immediately with the news when we got home. And she’s checked the caterpillars approximately ten times when she’s supposed to have been brushing teeth and getting jammies on. This is going to be fun!

While there among the milkweed, we also saw this extremely small butterfly fanning its wings on a blade of grass. It’s lovely, but it’s not in my Peterson’s First Guide for butterflies. Know what it is, anyone?

Utterly gorgeous. But so will “ours” be, when they hatch from their chrysalises in a few weeks!