The Middle of the Darling Daughters sends me a short video so that I don’t miss out on the Magic Moment when the Trio’s five Painted Lady butterflies - having emerged from their “sleeping bags”
- flew off into the Wide Wide World. Not to be confused, you understand, with the World Wide Web which could have been dangerous.
I must admit to having harboured
a few misgivings in case the Trio, having lovingly raised the butterflies from the tiniest of caterpillars, would resist casting them off and insist on keeping them trapped in their Butterfly Garden. I had reckoned without their mamma, who is always very good
at preparing her Trio for whatever happens next - Faris, Tala and Lilia were well excited that their gaily coloured charges were about to gain their freedom.
am quite proud of myself for having introduced the littl’uns to the life cycle of a butterfly; I feel quite sure it’s a lesson they will never forget, having seen the whole process at first hand. To be honest, I should share the credit with my
friend Kay who passed on the Butterfly Garden to me when her own son had enjoyed it. All I had to do was to buy the caterpillars, something I have never done before - but then, how many people have? Credit is also due to Margaret, a member of our Nomination
Whist Group, who told me all about the joys of the Butterfly Experience last year - so when Kay offered me her Butterfly Garden I knew what I was signing up for.
of the great things about caterpillars as pets is that you don’t have time to get bored with them. You never see the slogan “A caterpillar is not just for Christmas” pasted in the rear window of passing cars, now do you? Dogs, cats, rabbits,
guinea pigs, budgerigars - they all require care and attention. Caterpillars are easily pleased.
The Trio’s mamma was a little worried because the
chrysalides (or “sleeping bags”as I like to term them) looked very dead to her - right up until the moment the Famous Five hatched. That was also the moment she realised that her fella had eaten the orange she had bought in advance especially for
the butterflies. Fortunately they settled for bananas.
At the precise moment of release, one of the butterflies settled on Our Rascal’s hand. It was a very
special, Magic Moment. Kay will be so pleased when I tell her because apparently this happened to her son too and she really, really wanted the Trio to have the same experience.
I hear that the butterflies have not ventured far, having been seen fluttering around the oak tree in the Trio’s back garden. It seems sad to think they will live for just two weeks, during which time their main task will be
to reproduce and lay as many eggs as possible so that the whole cycle can begin again. I like to think that over the summer months there will be Painted Ladies a-plenty flitting around the trampoline, the playhouse, the slide for the Trio to spot. They won’t
be The Famous Five, of course, but they will be their sons and daughters, grandsons and granddaughters.
For The Five, sadly, nature dictates that theirs
will be a short life. But a very, very sweet one.