Well, I feel silly. I came tearing in the house last night shouting, “We have caterpillars! We have caterpillars! John’s son and best friend, Mike, were over, which meant three sets of eyes staring at me partly in confusion and mostly in boredom. Mike finally said, “Hey, they turn into butterflies”…and there was the aha moment, yes gentlemen, that is the reason for all this excitement. Anyway, that’s not the reason I feel silly. I feel silly because all that hullabaloo was over some stinkin’ hornworms. Booooo! I was ready to sacrifice my new found tomato plant for those caterpillars. They could’ve transformed into monarchs or queens or swallowtails, but no, I’m waiting on three sphinx moths.
