A childhood habit, I always scan the milkweed for Monarch caterpillars. I am surprised to find one this late in the year.
And by nightfall, it has begun its metamorphosis.
In a couple of weeks, it will emerge from its chrysalis a transformed creature and begin its long journey south.
My own journey and subsequent transformation, I fear, will not end until many generations of this Monarch's offspring have come and gone.
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