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It is autumn now so the Monarch butterflies are passing through, maybe they’ll go all the way to Mexico. The Swallowtails will stay right here and another cycle of fluttering will start again in the spring. If you want to know where my eastern butterflies go in the winter -> click here. We love the ‘flutterbys’ and plant so that they will come and stay. The pool is surrounded by butterfly bushes (buddleia) and we have sedum and butterfly weed (Asclepias tuberosa), a form of milkweed. Monarch caterpillars ONLY eat milkweed. In fact, the monarch butterfly is also known as the “milkweed butterfly.” The milkweed plant provides all the nourishment the monarch needs to transform the Monarch caterpillar into the adult butterfly.
Hello, Autumn. See you next year, Flutterbys!
Tomorrow (September 22) at 10:21 am EDT it will officially be Autumn for us (the Autumnal Equinox). How can that have happened already? Wasn’t it just spring? There is nothing more incredible than the changing of the seasons. Mom loves autumn best of all. She loves the crisper days, and the fall tones of orange, yellow, brown and red. As the plants end their growth cycles and creatures go south or under ground, it makes us aware of the renewal that will come on the other side of winter. Sofie and I are both born in fall. Maybe that is why Mom loves this season so much? I was born on Halloween and Sofie on Thanksgiving (or at least that is what Mom tells us). As we kiss summer good bye, we say thank you to the earth for the wonderful colors, warm waters, butterflies and birds. Bye Bye, Summer. – Love, Louise
Have a wonderful Wednesday.
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Mom thinks that we are always spelling out words.
We don’t know how to spell, Mom! You are silly.
What mischief did you get into today?
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Noel is the oldest feline at the Zoo (9 1/2). Mini Cooper is the youngest (2).
There does not appear to be any respect for elders in the window today.
(I bet you are singing this song in your head right now, aren’t you?)