The Butterflies...

Seems like all it takes is one hot day in late September and one of the pupas will hatch, thinking it's April or May. I hope this one finds a mate at this late date.

Relaxing outside on a blackberry leaf, about to embark on the aerial portion of life's journey.

The coloration on the wings is spectacular. The colors look as if they have been dusted on. Each spot of color is pixel-like, a tiny pigmented scale.

Home

Home
The condo, nursery, bassinet, and pupa pad...
Tools...
Time for chow...
Beware store-bought food!
The preferred foods...
Convergence...
Eggs!
Hatching and Newborn...
Reasoning with a youngster...
Odd coloration...
Pumpkerpillars...
Twins... A tiny wasp larva intervenes...
Don't toss out that drowned cat!
Silk...
Frass...
Something there is in a fennel plant that loves a caterpillar egg...
Cats can be a handful... Applying low voltage...
Molting--shedding the skin and head capsule...
Time to roam...
Contortion...spinning the silken harness
It's pupating where??
What is that weird thing?!
Dunno--that pupa looks sort of dead...
No harness? Stop worrying...
Emergence...
The butterfly...
Girl or Boy?
The fabulous flying machine...
Full Span...
The antennae...
The proboscis...
Close-up...
Home Feeding...
Lifespan Timeline...