Love seeing butterflies. I had a miniature orange tree in a huge planter a couple years ago. I found about rive caterpillars on it one day. I left them alone and watched them grow larger every day. They of course were stripping the leaves but I didn't care. Then one day I found four of them but couldn't see where number five was. I looked all over the deck thinking may be it had made a cocoon some where. All of a sudden a wasp dive bombed passed my head and grabbed one of the other caterpillars. I ran in to get the wasp spray but it didn't come back. The caterpillers that were left made cocoons and eventually hatched and flew away. I sure enjoyed watching them. The orange tree died but the butterfies were worth it.
I didn’t know wasps eat caterpillars. Learn something new every day! 😊
I’m glad you were able to watch three of them transform! Too bad about the munched orange tree. Seems often that to have one thing we must give up something else.
T-shirt: “A man telling a woman to calm down works about as well as baptizing a cat.” 😁
We keep trying to figure if we just have one swallowtail butterfly in the neighborhood, or if there is some complex scheme they have such that only one at a time visits us. 🤔
I took a Google peek and found the quantity was 10 billion! Picture the flight formation! Recently I’ve happened upon this quote: “The butterfly that flutters its wings for a day and think’s it’s eternity.” Ten billion of ‘em? The Big Bang itself...
First, that’s a lovely planter! And a nice touch with the Swallow Tail butterfly.
It seems some time ago I remember you supporting and encouraging folks to “live out loud” and to not let the judgements by others to discourage us from doing so. Your post today reminded me of same.
Calliope’s patience with Thalia “denching” onto the deck made me chuckle. I’ve had great success with my dog, Izzie, on our walks getting her to sit while I snap this or that slice of life. Who would tackle that training with Thalia? 😂
Unlike Cal, I have some testy moments that, when interrupted, find me exclaiming, “That would have been the perfect shot of this horned tomato worm!” Intended at some level to chide or embarrass the interrupter, notwithstanding a ho hum image. 🤷🏽😔
Pushing others’ buttons can hardly be viewed as kind hearted! Much less being a way to communicate on that or any other topic. (I do have some good images of horned tomato worms...)
Thanks, as always Gail, for your supply of kind nudges and situations that illustrate your point.
Thank you for your planter appreciation. It’s the same pot that’s home to the Passion flower vine.
Recently I read that if we are kind and accepting of ourselves, we can be king and accepting with others. If the muses can support each other and Typist, we can support our readers!
I think I have seen horned tomato worms! Big? Lime green? Baby horns?
Another piece I read this morning talked about artists who felt work came “through” rather than “from” them. The pilot light of spirit?
On tomato worms you are exactly right. Here’s a strange part of mother Nature’s design: a certain wasp uses the worm as a host for its eggs, which become larvae that consume the worm from the inside!
At my former home I had a small framed “intensive garden” which included tomatoes. One summer the process noted above occurred. My reading suggested that gardeners leave the affected worms to ensure enough wasps for next year!
It's my belief that Mother Nature is quite skilled at running the world. I consider it my duty to leave things alone as much as possible. That said, my husband was just out weeding where I left off, and was stung no less than 4 times because he disturbed a nest in the middle of one of the perennials. He's going to spray it with something. Can't say I disagree with that.
Love seeing butterflies. I had a miniature orange tree in a huge planter a couple years ago. I found about rive caterpillars on it one day. I left them alone and watched them grow larger every day. They of course were stripping the leaves but I didn't care. Then one day I found four of them but couldn't see where number five was. I looked all over the deck thinking may be it had made a cocoon some where. All of a sudden a wasp dive bombed passed my head and grabbed one of the other caterpillars. I ran in to get the wasp spray but it didn't come back. The caterpillers that were left made cocoons and eventually hatched and flew away. I sure enjoyed watching them. The orange tree died but the butterfies were worth it.
I didn’t know wasps eat caterpillars. Learn something new every day! 😊
I’m glad you were able to watch three of them transform! Too bad about the munched orange tree. Seems often that to have one thing we must give up something else.
“Each of us contains multitudes… from finesse to largeness.
What a gift to be able to experiment, to take responsibility for our choices… to see what comes of them.”
It appears Typist and the girls are in good company! 😉
“I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become.” -Carl Gustav Jung
One more for good measure!
“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you really are.” -C.G. Jung
Thank you for sharing Jung’s quotes here Bobby.
I am grateful to have this place where the muses and I can share our learning and growth!
T-shirt: “A man telling a woman to calm down works about as well as baptizing a cat.” 😁
We keep trying to figure if we just have one swallowtail butterfly in the neighborhood, or if there is some complex scheme they have such that only one at a time visits us. 🤔
“With the power of 10,000 butterfly sneezes!” Moody Blues, from a while ago. 😬
Uhhhh... "To Our Children's Children"? Or "Days of Future Passed"? (They were all wordy ones!)
I took a Google peek and found the quantity was 10 billion! Picture the flight formation! Recently I’ve happened upon this quote: “The butterfly that flutters its wings for a day and think’s it’s eternity.” Ten billion of ‘em? The Big Bang itself...
I liked their wordiness and frequent orchestral accompaniment. A departure from Jimi Hendrix and The Rolling Stones!
First, that’s a lovely planter! And a nice touch with the Swallow Tail butterfly.
It seems some time ago I remember you supporting and encouraging folks to “live out loud” and to not let the judgements by others to discourage us from doing so. Your post today reminded me of same.
Calliope’s patience with Thalia “denching” onto the deck made me chuckle. I’ve had great success with my dog, Izzie, on our walks getting her to sit while I snap this or that slice of life. Who would tackle that training with Thalia? 😂
Unlike Cal, I have some testy moments that, when interrupted, find me exclaiming, “That would have been the perfect shot of this horned tomato worm!” Intended at some level to chide or embarrass the interrupter, notwithstanding a ho hum image. 🤷🏽😔
Pushing others’ buttons can hardly be viewed as kind hearted! Much less being a way to communicate on that or any other topic. (I do have some good images of horned tomato worms...)
Thanks, as always Gail, for your supply of kind nudges and situations that illustrate your point.
Thank you for your planter appreciation. It’s the same pot that’s home to the Passion flower vine.
Recently I read that if we are kind and accepting of ourselves, we can be king and accepting with others. If the muses can support each other and Typist, we can support our readers!
I think I have seen horned tomato worms! Big? Lime green? Baby horns?
Another piece I read this morning talked about artists who felt work came “through” rather than “from” them. The pilot light of spirit?
Yes, a pilot light indeed!
On tomato worms you are exactly right. Here’s a strange part of mother Nature’s design: a certain wasp uses the worm as a host for its eggs, which become larvae that consume the worm from the inside!
At my former home I had a small framed “intensive garden” which included tomatoes. One summer the process noted above occurred. My reading suggested that gardeners leave the affected worms to ensure enough wasps for next year!
Whoda thunk it?!
It's my belief that Mother Nature is quite skilled at running the world. I consider it my duty to leave things alone as much as possible. That said, my husband was just out weeding where I left off, and was stung no less than 4 times because he disturbed a nest in the middle of one of the perennials. He's going to spray it with something. Can't say I disagree with that.