This summer my girls made friends with some caterpillars. In the world of my twin eight-year-olds you can make friends just as easily with hummingbirds, butterflies, and moths as you can with other kids and cats.
The girls found these spiky caterpillars on our passion flower vine. The little guys consumed not only the leaves, but much of the outer green part of the stems. I've no idea if the vine will survive. It's still a small plant
The caterpillars eventually made their chrysalises and eventually emerged as pretty orange butterflies called "Gulf Fritillaries," or "Passion Butterflies," as the girls like to call them.
Those butterflies didn't mess around but went right to the task of mating. My goodness, they go at it. They even fly while bonded together.
One butterfly didn't make it. It must have been weak because it couldn't extract itself all the way out of its chrysalis and its wings never fully uncrinkled.
We've seen them flitting about the yard and right up to the sliding glass window. The girls tell me it's because they remember how kind we were to them.