Wednesday, October 29, 2014

the story of a butterfly

"The season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets it's wings."

When I was visiting Cleveland, we took the Ferry over to Put-In-Bay and visited a quaint little winery on the island. As we were leaving my mom spotted a Monarch butterfly, still in caterpillar form, munching on a Milkweed plant. Mom started stressing that the caterpillar wouldn't possibly have enough time to transform and migrate for the winter before it got too cold. I walked back into the winery and asked for a cup so we could rescue her and bring her to Charlotte where the temperatures are significantly warmer this time of year.

Over the next couple of days we gave her a name (Cati) and we watched over her as devoured the Milkweed we took from the winery. Finally she spun herself a cocoon, and we waited...
...and waited...
...and waited...
...and FINALLY she HE came out!
Mom took him into our family garden where he was greeted by other migrating Monarch butterflies and let him stretch his wings.
I feel so blessed to have grown up loving and appreciating nature and having a family that without a second thought, thought to remember nature in this moment.

"If nothing ever changed, there would be no butterflies."

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