The last butterfly has emerged and flown away, leaving an empty shell and the Big T and I with new skills and great memories of our Monarch rescue mission. Image: Su Leslie, 2017
Absolutely. I am wondering if we can survive next year’s butterfly season without having to get planning permission for T’s “new improved” shelter π
π oops, failed attempt at humour. No permit, but if it got much bigger our less friendly neighbours might call the council — as they are wont to do.
Su, I’ve really enjoyed this entire series. But I obviously missed how it all started and the part the two of you played. Can you link me to that post or just get me caught up? Thanks!
Hi Janet. This was a project that kind of sneaked up on us. We planted the milkweed late last year, and had lots of caterpillars, but only two chrysalises hatched. They only made it because T rescued them and glued their little stem-things to a matchstick which he hung in the courtyard to protect them.
After that, we were getting lots of egg-laying, but not many caterpillars — and definitely no chrysalis. It became clear wasps were getting them, and that’s when T got serious!!! He built a wooden frame around the plants and covered it with frost-cloth. Have I mentioned that T is an engineer?
I didn’t get round to posting much about the caterpillars until the “rescue mission” was underway, so there hasn’t been much context.
We tried to create a Monarch butterfly section in our garden, but couldn’t get the milkweed to grow consistently. I applaud your success. Your last photo of your project is haunting, in its own way.
Thank you. We planted the milkweed in an area where we’d had the compost bins, so I guess the soil was pretty good. That probably made up for the fact that it was a bit too shady. Sigh!
The main thing I learned was that caterpillars can really, really EAT. And that next year, I need a whole lot more milkweed.
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Beautiful picture and Mother Nature!
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Thank you. Mother Nature did well in the end — around 50 viable butterflies emerged.
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Kudos to you and the Big T for the undertaking!
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I was definitely the assistant on this project — and happy to be so. π
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That photo is so haunting. Love it
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Thanks Geraint π
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That’s a good shot. What an interesting shaped cocoon.
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Thanks. One side sort of collapsed once it split to release the butterfly.
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A bit of a bittersweet moment. I think the butterfly has now firmly stamped itself on your heart.
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Absolutely. I am wondering if we can survive next year’s butterfly season without having to get planning permission for T’s “new improved” shelter π
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Planning permission? You had to get a permit?
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π oops, failed attempt at humour. No permit, but if it got much bigger our less friendly neighbours might call the council — as they are wont to do.
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Ahhh – inside joke π
Every neighbourhood seems to have at least one of those.
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Su, I’ve really enjoyed this entire series. But I obviously missed how it all started and the part the two of you played. Can you link me to that post or just get me caught up? Thanks!
janet
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Hi Janet. This was a project that kind of sneaked up on us. We planted the milkweed late last year, and had lots of caterpillars, but only two chrysalises hatched. They only made it because T rescued them and glued their little stem-things to a matchstick which he hung in the courtyard to protect them.
After that, we were getting lots of egg-laying, but not many caterpillars — and definitely no chrysalis. It became clear wasps were getting them, and that’s when T got serious!!! He built a wooden frame around the plants and covered it with frost-cloth. Have I mentioned that T is an engineer?
I didn’t get round to posting much about the caterpillars until the “rescue mission” was underway, so there hasn’t been much context.
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Wow, good for you and T especially!
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Yep; I was definitely the (willing) sidekick on this one.
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We tried to create a Monarch butterfly section in our garden, but couldn’t get the milkweed to grow consistently. I applaud your success. Your last photo of your project is haunting, in its own way.
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Thank you. We planted the milkweed in an area where we’d had the compost bins, so I guess the soil was pretty good. That probably made up for the fact that it was a bit too shady. Sigh!
The main thing I learned was that caterpillars can really, really EAT. And that next year, I need a whole lot more milkweed.
π
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Another day for the “empty nest” syndrome…
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Hehe. Should I admit I wasn’t this attentive when my son moved out?
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LOL!
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What fabulous memories for your treasure trove, congratulations.
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Thanks Sally. With so much of the natural world under threat, it feels good to do something positive, no matter how small.
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Gone, but still gorgeous.
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Where do they go from here Su? Do they migrate or stay there for your winter?
Leslie
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They stay in NZ apparently. I read that they form huge colonies in warm sheltered places in different parts of the country.
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I didn’t know that. I think our Monarchs fly to Mexico in the winter then come back in the spring.
Leslie
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I think that’s what I read. Ours have evolved not to try migrating — which makes sense given that we’re such a distant set of islands.
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I think the large expanse of water would be a big deterrent.
Leslie
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Great photo. I’m so impressed with your rescue efforts. Great work. β€
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Thank you π We’re already thinking about how to do things better next season.
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