
There have also been several Mourning cloak butterflies, Nymphalis antiopa, flying through. Some of them paused on the trunk of our Ulmus parvifolia tree, which seems to be a nice place to sun. This Chinese elm is a street tree that has been trimmed by the city over the years into twisted shapes that remind us of truffula trees; it also serves as a handy abrasive surface for the phone line to rub itself raw on during storms; and it dumps bucketloads of leaves and seeds all over the garden this time of year. But the mourning cloak considers this annoying tree a prime larval food source. Our Chinese elm is almost fully evergreen so it is leafed out at this difficult time of year for herbivores. Hopefully some egg-laying is taking place up in its deformed branches so we'll have more of these black and yellow butterflies flying later in spring to soften our opinion of the %#^&*#@ elm tree. Sorry no photo of the nymphalis . . . I was too slow or they were too wary.
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As a child my nickname was "butterfly" because I loved them so much. With my current cynical views and sarcastic sense of humor, this seems hard to imagine. But I still love butterflies!
Peace.
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