Well, if the monarchs won't turn out (as if I were baking cookies!), the swallowtails will. The wife and I came home last night after dinner to see a black swallowtail paw-ing at the roof of his enclosure. The other swallowtail chrysalis outside was already vacated--it hadn't been in the morning. What timing. Reminds me of a few weeks ago when two monarch cats were within a foot of each other, venturing out on to the lawn.
So after some sub par pics--see below--we released the swallowtail (a female I think) into the great unkown. And what did the little ingrate do? Just took off to the empty lot next door and beyond. It bypassed all my lovely butterfly bushes and coneflowers and asters and....
After the butterfly pics, why not engorge yourself with my asiatic lilies, blooming late because I planted the bulbs around July 4th.
And I just picked up some new books: Planting Noah's Garden: Further Adventures in Backyard Ecology by Sara Stein, and Planting the Natural Garden by Piet Oudulf, so potentially more cerebral posts (which I know I've been lacking) may be coming in a few weeks--or I might just keep posting "fluff" posts about fragile flying insects while I bang out my dissertation and grade poems / essays. Oh, what to do.