But these are flowers that fly and all but sing:
And now from having ridden out desire
They lie closed over in the wind and cling
Where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire.
Robert Frost, “Blue-Butterfly Day”
The unusually early warm temperatures have brought on a invasion of caterpillars and butterflies here in the South.
It’s that time of year when the children spend their recess time at school collecting caterpillars to bring home as “pets”! Mercifully by supper time, the little ones have usually lost interest and mothers across the region can then release the inmates from their Mason jar prisons.
This particular butterfly is a Tiger Swallowtail, one of the largest and most colorful specimens we see commonly in Mississippi. He was not shy at all, remaining perfectly still as I creeped closer and closer!