Friday, September 9, 2011
The day after Irene hit Brooklyn I was weeding and came across this monarch caterpillar in the yard. So tender, so sturdy. The afternoon before I had come out of the house to find a family clustered around something on the ground under a Linden Tree, a Swallowtail Butterfly perched on a grounded twig, drying its wings. The mother turned to me and without caring who the heck I was breathlessly attested to its beauty.