This is the plant the boys grew in nursery school, for mothers day.
This ones for Joe, That nice green crystalis you saw turns black with gold spots, then in a few hours to a day, Wala, a butterfly. It's still a little wet and trying to unfurl its wings hanging on to the now clear crystalis. I don't think they can fly to well until it reaches 65 degrees, and we had some cool weather so it hung around on the porch a day, then i saw up in the oak tree. These late summer births are the ones headed to Mexico, something about being better nourished and fit. Found others (crystalis) hanging on the house and under the bird baths.
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