Talk about trans! Well, that’s a very bad pun, but it is true, isn’t it? Transformation is magical.
JJ named the caterpillar “Mildew.”
Mildew came to us from Peter’s mother, who used to teach grade school. She’d done this many a time. She found the caterpillar and put it in a mason jar, stuffed a bunch of milkweed in it, and dropped it off at our house. She said she saw milkweed in my yard.
Except she didn’t. I don’t have milkweed in my yard. I have lots of flowers and Joe Pye weed, but milkweed doesn’t like it here. And so Peter’s mother had to deliver milkweed on a daily basis.
Mildew doubled in size every day, pooping up a storm, and now we have a chrysalis.
I wish you and all your loved ones a Mildew to distract you from these terrible times.