For a few days this past week, we’ve had some newcomers loitering in the geraniums, munching on some rabid parsley that had grown there from an adjacent miniature pot. So, I called Kim over to check ’em out, she’s never seen anything like it here in Rosenberg. She did a quick Google search and discovered they’re caterpillars that will develop into swallowtail butterflies.
But our friends didn’t stick around for long. By Monday, they had checked out, leaving destruction in their wake. Where did they go? Kim thinks the mockingbirds got them. Maybe the frog who lives in my shoe gobbled them. Maybe, they wandered elsewhere. But nothing else on the porch has been eaten like they left the parsley.
Wherever you are, you cuddly fat lepidopteras, here’s hoping you return one day in a much more attractive form.