Showing posts with label Margined White. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Margined White. Show all posts

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Nobody Home


Day 294: The photo on the left was taken on 26 December 2016. That was when I first noticed the chrysalis attached to the vinyl siding on the west wall of my house. I tentatively identified its occupant as Pieris marginalis (Margined White), a species now considered distinct from Pieris napi and one which accounts for a large portion my yard's butterfly census. It was an odd spot to find such a treasure and I figured the creature's chances of survival would be diminished by the exposure, but was pleasantly surprised when it wintered over without damage. I started keeping a closer eye on it in late May or early June, checking every week or so to see if I could detect any signs of development. It was a discouraging vigil, the chrysalis gradually turning darker as it aged, as if its winged fruit was withering inside. I kept up the watch nevertheless, but recently missed two days in a row until the lapse was brought to my attention by the flight of a Pieris past the window. I went immediately to check the chrysalis and discovered that its resident had flown. Could it have been the butterfly I observed flitting above the flower bed? So far, that White has been the only one I've seen.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Up Butterfly Alley


Day 212: I think I shall have to start referring to "Mourning Cloak Alley" by a broader name, "Butterfly Alley" because although the Cloaks dominate it during their early-season flight, it hosts just about any other species you might hope to see in Pack Forest. While I was chasing Commas, another bit of bright orange flashed through the periphery of my vision. Noting where it landed, I turned the camera toward it without moving my feet and zoomed in. It turned out to be a Red Admiral (Vanessa atalanta, left), the only one I saw during that day. Margined Whites (Pieris marginalis, right) were abundant as always, and it's possible that other Whites may also have been on the wing. I wish I knew what made that one quarter-mile stretch of the 1000 Road so popular with the Lepidoptera.