Hi there, Catie here!
Taking back the blog to give a quick update on what’s been going on around here and give you another quick glance into our personalities by having the three of us answer the same five random questions.
So aside from our county’s government being a complete shit show and Burt Reynolds kicking the bucket, what’s been going on? In a word:
We’ve all (minus Paul) been a little obsessed with the Monarch Butterfly baby that Lena is raising. How did Lena come to be raising a butterfly you ask? Well gather round and picture it: August 2018…. It all started with a chrysalis that Bina found on the fence in the backyard.
Hello my lovelies! It’s Lena. For you non-nerds who don’t know what chrysalis is (I didn’t), it’s the circle thing that I used to call a cocoon. Only cocoons happen outside, while chrysalis happen from the inside. Continuing on…
All I knew was that it was a butterfly (or maybe a moth) but I couldn’t say more than that. Lena took over from there and discovered that it was, in fact, a Monarch chrysalis. Bina promptly named it Gerard or Geraldine (his name is Gerry, thank you very much) and so began: Chrysalis Watch 2018. I thought this was an awesome little backyard experiment. How fun it it to watch a chrysalis? Well let me tell you, it’s pretty fun. Especially at the end when you can see the butterfly in there, unhatched.
When the big day arrived we were all very happy to reintroduce Gerard (yes it was a boy, two big black “hey ladies..” scent glands on his lower wings tipped Lena off) to the world. He was big and beautiful and strong. After a few hours of drying and plumping up his wings he flew off to wherever butterflies fly off to…south I guess? He let me take a bunch of fantastic close up butterfly photos and graciously posed with Bina and Ri for a bit before flying off. Great guy, that Gerard; I wish him well. And if there are any lady Monarchs reading, keep an eye out for him. He’s one attractive fella (wink, wink.)
Over the course of Chrysalis Watch 2018, Lena did a bunch of research and found out that we have a ton of the Monarchs favorite food (Milkweed) all over the yard. So she decided to see if she could find any eggs or caterpillars around the place. She did, and promptly brought a leaf in, complete with teeny-tiny egg into the house (goodbye tupperware container formerly used for leftovers, you are now an incubator.)
Lena here: not only incubator, but a trap! What if it wasn’t a monarch egg, but some other, disease ridden, blood sucking monster?! Yeah, it was going to stay locked in there until we knew for sure.
I have to admit to having some reservations about bringing this egg into our home. I love nature and critters (except ants and cows) but I have this feeling that they can usually handle their lives without us. We humans have a tendency to ruin everything we touch (anyone else notice that? Just me?) So maybe leave well enough alone and let the little egg do it’s thing outside where it belongs.
Lena again… here’s the thing: monarchs are quickly dying out, mostly because of us, humans. And those little eggs only have about a 10% chance of surviving on their own. In addition to the sole egg I found, I also saw about 10 spiders, and a bunch of other bugs that I can’t identify. So yeah… that baby was coming inside, where it can be safe. Or semi safe. Mostly safe. Okay, it’ll have a better chance, maybe 20% chance of survival. That’s better than 10, no?!
But I was out voted and so began: Egg Watch 2018.
Egg watch did not last long, after a couple days this little cutie emerged and was promptly named: Milkweed.
The past two weeks have been full of excitement and drama as we’ve watched young Milkweed eat, poop, grow, molt, and do all things perfectly normal caterpillars do right from our kitchen table. Milkweed has graduated from living in a small tupperware container with a leaf or two in it to living in what had been the container for powdered sugar complete with sticks, twigs and more leaves than she can eat. Which is saying something, this little bug can eat A LOT. I totally see how caterpillars can destroy forests when they hatch out in large enough numbers. That Eric Carle book “The Very Hungry Caterpillar” was not wrong.
We can’t wait for her to change into a chrysalis and become a beautiful butterfly. Really, we can’t. Its September, it will be cold here soon and Milkweed will need to fly south ASAP if she’s going to live. Or we’re going to have to find a way to keep a large quantity of flowers alive in the house all winter for her. We’re all too invested to let her out in to the cold to take her chances at this point. I’m sure it will all work out though and we’ll be sure to update you as things develop.
Thank you for reading this far, we can talk for hours about butterflies lately. Moving on now to what I promised in the beginning….FIVE ON FRIDAY!
- If you could start again and be anything today, what would it be?
- What was the last thing you ate?
- Favorite Season?
- Do you think any kind of afterlife exists?
- What are you a natural at doing?
- This is a terrible question because I would honestly change everything. Which means I have no idea what or who I’d be today.
- A Keto taco bowl. Homemade taco meat, guacamole, sour cream, cheese -yum and very few carbs.
- It’s a tie between Summer and Fall. Summer for it’s warmth, the beach, how green everything is. Fall because it’s when Ri was born, Halloween, Thanksgiving, it’s cooler weather and how beautiful it is here.
- Yes and no. Yes because I’ve had…experiences. No because logically it doesn’t make sense.
- Toss up between cooking and fucking. Both seem to come easily.
(Disclaimer, Paul just got home from work and does not really want to answer questions. I am on a time crunch though so he can suck it up.)
- Rich. If I was going to start over, I’d introduce porn on the internet. That makes a lot of money.
- Fall. It’s cool but not cold.
- I don’t know
- Looking at things and fixing them.
- I don’t know. I bounce too much. Artist in one manner or another.
- Broccoli Cheddar Soup from Panera and potato chips with green tea.
- Fall. It’s pretty, temps are better and Halloween! The one day on the calendar you can be as fucked up as you want and it’s all normal!
- Yes, even if i can’t name it.
- Driving people crazy, it’s a talent.