While wandering through the arboretum this afternoon, I was scanning the milkweed plants, looking for monarch caterpillars, when I noticed a butterfly, hanging oddly still.
Closer inspection revealed the butterfly was in the clutches of a large praying mantis.
Sad for the butterfly, yes, but this is nature, no less than a lioness devouring a zebra. Powerful. Beautiful. Life and death.
A bit harsh, but not as wasteful as the fate of those Monarchs that haven't gone south from Canada yet. Here the late emerges are in the process of freezing.
I wonder what that picture-wing fly in the second photo is thinking?
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A bit harsh, but not as wasteful as the fate of those Monarchs that haven't gone south from Canada yet. Here the late emerges are in the process of freezing.
ReplyDeleteI wonder what that picture-wing fly in the second photo is thinking?
wow!
ReplyDelete:( sad. always sad.
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