. . . is blowing in the wind.
Late Sunday afternoon I found the chrysalis changing colors just a bit, and wondered.
When I went to check the chrysalis Monday afternoon, I discovered that the Monarch had already emerged, leaving just a trace of its cocoon; a wisp of whispering goodbye hanging on the stem. I wish I could have witnessed the emergence, but, nature works on its own schedule, not mine.
I am grateful to have come upon the chrysalis as I did and thrilled that one more Monarch butterfly is flitting about, perhaps depositing her own eggs. Soon, that amazing generation will wend its way to the overwintering spots in Mexico as the Monarch migration begins. Who knows? Perhaps one of them will rest upon one of Debra’s butterfly bushes in Southern California where she provides a restful haven.
It does matter, dear friends, that we do our “bit” for nature, be it birdbaths and nesting materials, host plants – or giving to a favorite foundation so they can expand conservation efforts.