Of course, I fell in love with his beauty. There he was, poised on a black-eyed Susan which is about to bloom. As if he were waiting.
Look at that pattern! How stunning are the colors against the black! Oh, what a handsome specimen!
And then I looked him up. First of all, he has many aliases. Parsnip swallowtail, parsley swallowtail, celeryworm, caraway worm. How can you possibly trust a man with so many names?
You can't. He's a pest. Or at least his caterpillar version is.
Yep. I've seen that dude on my parsley. (Hence, the name parsley swallowtail. Duh.) Certainly compelling, but a pest nonetheless.
Jenna had identified the butterfly for me, so I showed her the picture of the caterpillar and told her I'd seen it on my parsley. She said I could move the caterpillars to another host plant (which sounds very much like work to me), so I looked up the swallowtail's host plants. Most of them were foreign to me, at least by their names, except one: Queen Anne's Lace. I think Queen Anne's Lace might have been one of the first flowers I was ever able to identify in my childhood. So I know it well.
I don't know. Maybe when I spot that glorious caterpillar on my parsley, I will indeed look for some Queen Anne's Lace to move him to. Or maybe not. Maybe I'll just squish him. (You don't think I can? Don't you remember the stinkbug murder?) Either way, today I am in love with a beautiful Eastern Black Swallowtail who graciously allowed me to photograph his beauty for all of us to admire.
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