Whistlin' and a strollin' along the American River again.
My eyes are wide open for birds , and maybe a wild beast up in there trees.
Hark! There lies a wild forager, waiting to poison any predator that gets in its way.
"You can't see me!"
Oh yes I can!
Getting down in the dirt , it was confirmed that this was a full grown caterpillar.
One thing I learned when I would observe mushrooms , that there is a party of fungi and friends below our feet. For once, we just gotta look down.
This little bugger was traveling mighty fast. Maybe to find a home of its own to lay down its pokies and pupate?
With a belly full of Pipevine he will bravely seek a place of rest.
Oooh! Youre so pretty. Who will you be?
I better jot down some notes. I don't want miss one squirm or smile.
Chatting with my friend Eric last night about my caterpillar encounter , he informed me that in short time the little Caterpillar will evolve into a Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly. After that he proceeded to unload a ton of information about Butterflies.
Growing up with a father that is an Entomologist can be a VERY wonderful thing.
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Growing up with a father that is an Entomologist can be a VERY wonderful thing.
Peace!
