Romie and I took a stroll along the creek that runs behind our house Sunday afternoon. We were checking on the wild grapes that we'd discovered last year, to see if we were going to have any for jelly-making. It was a very warm afternoon, and love was in the air...
As we made our way back to the house, we saw many butterflies gliding along the breezy currents of air, sometimes stopping for a sip of nectar. Yellow sulphurs, Cabbage whites, Summer azures, Skippers, and of course, our beloved Monarchs.
There are several lush Swamp Milkweed (Asclepias incarnata) plants back there and they are in full bloom now. The milkweed blooms attract the Monarchs, and since the Monarch babies (caterpillars) feed only on members of the Asclepias family, those milkweed plants are like a banquet laid out for them.
A couple of days ago, I had told Romie I'd seen a Monarch flying along, carrying another Monarch. I really thought one was dead and I imagined it being carried back to some site of mourning. HA!
Today, I got a lesson in butterfly sex. Again, a Monarch was carrying a Monarch, and neither of them was dead. They were very much alive and propagating the species. Ahhh...buggy love.