The Butterfly Metaphor
As #eme6414 comes to a close, the butterfly metaphor comes to mind. Okay, I was out in my fenced garden for a little bit, to water heat-wilted strawberries, blueberries, and green beans, and let my cat wander around and chew some lemongrass.
This brown and white butterfly has been flitting around a butterfly bush and Mexican sunflower, which is especially huge this year (while veggies that did well last year are struggling along...maybe they've had enough of the pandemic, too).
But this little brown butterfly...it's deceptively plain from a distance. Close up, and it's kind of magical.
And here's my garden's first milkweed plant, a gift from my daughter's Brownie and Daisy troop leader as part of a pollinator project. It actually attracted monarch caterpillars. There were three yesterday--I didn't see them today, and checked under every leaf. I'm hoping they had their fill and are making their chrysali.
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