"The greatest gift is the passion for reading. It is cheap, it consoles, it distracts, it excites, it gives you knowledge of the world and experience of a wide kind. It is a moral illumination." - Elizabeth Hardwick
Yesterday, I was going through all my old pictures, trying to find enough for a particular project (I didn't, but that's another story) and came across this (forgive the quality -- it's a picture of a picture as I don't have a scanner):
Yep... that's ME at 2 1/2 years old, book in hand. And, even today, you can pretty much find me the same way at any given hour.
In Pillar Place: Swallowtail, Ichabod hatched successfully. However, when we found him he was more than ready to fly and so I didn't get a picture. The moment the netting opened he was GONE. We did see enough to know that he as another male. So... three boys and no girls yet. Think that'll be a problem?
Unfortunately, Carole's pupa fell again. And I glued her again. But I'm terrifically worried about all the handling (not to mention worried that the glue has soaked through the outer coating of the pupa and, when she tries to hatch, her wings will be stuck -- I don't think I could stand that).
No monarch eggs yet. Will go out again today and look underneath leaves. We do have milkweed beetles and milkweed aphids (of course -- what fun would it be if there were no pests??).
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