‘Look!’ he called out from the back garden.
And there on our tree:
You could shudder —
or be filled with wonder.
twenty-one words
(tales from the birdgirl)
(tales from the birdgirl)
‘Look!’ he called out from the back garden.
And there on our tree:
You could shudder —
or be filled with wonder.
Twenty-one tails and a dozen eyes! What on earth is it, Bec? A cluster of caterpillars? A concatenation of creepy-crawlies? Something else altogether?
It is absolutely both a cluster of caterpillars and a concatenation of creepy-crawlies. I don’t know what moths/butterflies they turn into, but we get them every year and they’re pretty amazing …