Is everycreepingthing still a blog? Gee whizz, you could have fooled me, I guess it is!
Although historically experiencing a degree of hibernation each winter, recent inactive seasons may have led to some uncertainty about whether Instagram has fully replaced this outlet. Well, rest assured we are awakening from our slumber, earlier than ever before, and we are ready to learn!
Yesterday was almost 70 degrees here in Maryland. It is kind of nuts, and no guarantee that we won’t yet have a blizzard, but I am so relieved. I had forgotten how wonderful it smells to sleep with the window open, and feel sunshine on my skin.
I am also happy to report that despite growing knowledge about our natural world, this time of year is still filled with eternal rites of passage that I somehow have never even noticed happening before my eyes. Continue reading
E-Vo-Lu-Tion. 64. Category is: Rainy Spring.
Evolution is the name of the game. And we all play, whether to win or lose I am not so sure. We all fall down. We are all being played.
Have you read The Beak of the Finch? I read it freshman year of college (a year so long ago now that I am like all the other old people who talked to me about things that happened to them in college and I wondered what sort of unearthly world that took place in). It was a good book, required for honours Biology 2 (which was the one about zoology and evolution). I liked my professor and my TA. One day in lab we went to catch things in the stream, and the professor came too, and he praised me because I was so enthusiastic. His name was Dr. Kent and he specialized in fossils. Continue reading
Wow. When I guessed that I would post less in my blog once I had a full-time job I was not mistaken. As it is I am barely doing all of the things I once adored, like getting enough sleep, going birding frequently, exercising infrequently, hand-shaking my whipped cream in a Mason Jar, working on Wild Peace Farm…
But I have nevertheless done all of those things some, and also joined two book clubs, learned a lot about infectious disease, and continued to rescue caterpillars (#whorescuedwho?). Guys if you do one thing as a result of reading this blog post, I profoundly hope that it is click on that #link which is to an Amy Schumer clip.
But seriously, who rescued who?
Winter is truly over. A butterfly decided.
Last fall I brought home an early instar Black Swallowtail caterpillar from Wild Peace Farm. Continue reading
This article covers everything from increasing OE parasite in Eastern Monarch populations to concerns about tropical (non-native) Milkweeds being planted. I wonder if anyone has encountered butterflies in their garden coming out late (now) on an introduced Milkweed species as opposed to common? (Evan I am looking at you).
The big question, how many Monarchs made it to Mexico, seems to be up in the air… literally!!! The butterflies are flying through Texas, or so I hope. Good luck guys. I hope you can bring a little Wild Peace down that way.
One time, in the fennel…
There were many many many caterpillars. The time was July. And also August. And September. AND also NOW! That is to say, the very very end of October. Yes, the time change and the first frost are nearly upon us. And yes the Monarch caterpillars seem to all actually be grown up and going/gone now. But the Black Swallowtail larvae are with us in force!! No, this blog has not yet lived up to the promise of moving on to other topics. Not yet!
Because on a recent lovely day at Wild Peace Farm, under the blue sky and the puffy clouds and surrounded by bird calls and the most delicious so fresh it’s still alive food, the Farmer, or I, who can remember, spotted a bright green Black Swallowtail caterpillar. Of course at everycreepingthing this is a familiar creature. I have even posted a video of one making a chrysalis in my bedroom. But I did not know that they were as abundant this time of year as the Woolly Bear. The Woolly Bear actually overwinters as a caterpillar– but I am guessing that like their cousin the Spicebush Swallowtail, these Black Swallowtails will be spending the cold dark days to come inside their comfy chrysali. So when do they start making it? Will they survive this weekend’s predicted frost? And also, in addition, what are all these different instars they’ve got going on?
A caterpillar is an insect after all, Continue reading
It has been a really special butterfly season. I am thankful for all the fruits Wild Peace Farm has brought into local lives, and particularly for the Monarchs that have touched hearts and souls and eyeballs. The first Monarch friend I made came out of his egg before my eyes in July. This, the last friend, snuck into my house on some Milkweed and surprised me as a 4th instar a week later! He made his chrysalis on my laundry basket while I was in Oregon. And he came out of his chrysalis October 21st, while I was holding the twig I taped him to in my hand, a more beautiful exit than I could have asked for.
DON’T PARTY TOO HARD IN MEXICO GUYS!!!
last clear Monarch chrysalis
Last Monarch 2014
I have lived a number of childhood nature dreams involving Monarchs this summer. Thank you very much Wild Peace Farm for making it all possible. I saw a wild Chrysalis (in the tomatoes!), I saw multiple caterpillars molting, I saw a Monarch form its chrysalis, I saw a butterfly emerge from its chrysalis, I saw a Monarch egg hatch. I mean come on! But one thing just got checked off my list, and after so many spoils I wasn’t in any way expecting it.
This butterfly flew around me while I picked Sweet Peppers on Wednesday, and it is not a Monarch. Can you spot the differences?
Viceroy ButterflyMonarch Butterfly (female)
Recorded in the 3 seconds between my Continue reading