I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about butterflies lately. One reason is that we are decorating Anna Beth’s nursery in that theme. The other reason is that we had five real butterflies living in our house up until recent days.
Emma received a butterfly growing kit for Christmas. Last month we ordered our caterpillars. The box arrived with lots of instructions and a little jar, full of some really yucky substance and creepy-crawling with these hairy caterpillars. (Jason was even freaked out by them.) In about a week’s time, we had chrysalises on the lid of the jar. In about another week’s time, we had these scrawny, nearly-colorless, weak-winged, so-called butterflies flitting around our mesh butterfly cage. In about an hour after they’d hatched from their cocoons, these ugly insects had suddenly become spectacularly-hued, majestic, graceful flying creatures. It was amazing to see the transformation!
Since the lifespan of a butterfly is only a short three weeks, we decided to release them after only a couple of days of appreciating their beauty. To watch them fly away was truly breathtaking.
5 delightful comments:
What a beautiful post!
That butterfly kit sounds really cool, we might have to order one of those when my kids get a little older!
It is a beautiful post. And I love your babies name!
Love this post! Thanks for sharing!
How are you doing?
I was very involved in a weekend retreat for young adults called Chrysalis throughout my 20's. The entire weekend revolves around our journey as Christians in comparison to the metamorphisis of the butterfly. It made a huge impact on my life.
Totally unrelated - just found out you are being "inducted" (as we call it, sorry, old inside joke)!! Oh my word!! How exciting!! I will be praying for you!!
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