My wife created a butterfly out of a caterpillar. It’s magic!

She started out with a black and yellow caterpillar that likes to eat big green leaves of a plant called milkweed. Interesting note about milkweed: the stuff is poisonous to most animals, but caterpillars love it. It doesn’t take much encouragement for them to eat, as they don’t have much else to do. Which brings me to a cautionary point, keep in mind that when things are eaten something has to come out the other end. Beware of copious amounts of pooh while creating a butterfly. Interesting note about copious amounts of pooh: skin mites live in your bed mattress subsisting on the dead skin that you lose each night; they poop five times their bodyweight each and every day.

Anyways, eventually the caterpillar decides enough is enough and begins to look for a place to hang himself.  Then in a fit of rage, this happens:

Then the caterpillar just hangs out for a week or so, while the magic happens; and while spectators are left to wonder “what’s he doin’ in there?” Then the vivid green and gold of the cocoon begin to fade, revealing what is inside!

And from the caterpillar’s cocoon, emerges a beautiful butterfly that can fly and soar and be free and land on a nearby fence…

 And a jungle gym…

And a hand…

 Until it flies and flies and flies.

All the way to butterfly heaven, which is somewhere in Central America.  All-in-all, just like honey and maple syrup, it’s pure magic.