This made me think of Mary, you’re studying sassy moths, aren’t you?
Photos by European and Graphic Photo Union.
May, 1953.A Silk Moth Emerges and Lays Her Eggs
Metamorphosed from a lowly caterpillar, Bombyx mori leaves her dark cell. The crawler’s false feet have disappeared; now the insect’s six true legs appear. Wings unfold dramatically. At first the moth was a ravenous larva, later a pupa changing form within the silken shell. Here she is reborn as the imago, an adult insect. Lacking jaws to bite her way out of the cocoon, she has dissolved its gumlike binder and pushed away the threads.
Right, above: The female lays 300 to 450 eggs. These are stored until spring renews the leaves on Lullingstone’s 30,000 mulberry trees.
Having laid her eggs, the fulfillment of life’s mission, the female clings to her cocoon and prepares to die. She can fly little or not at all. Males test wings just enough to flutter up close to females. Neither pupa nor adult takes food. Domesticated for centuries, Bombyx is no longer found in the wild state.
I can’t help feeling there’s some tragedy in all this.
These seeds are part of the reason I had to bring my camera. I have watched them change colors so subtly and beautifully over the past week. They make me think of moth wings.
This is relevant to a lot of things.
A lot of important things.
Moths and goats wearing fezes.
WE’RE TALKING “END OF THE WORLD” KIND OF IMPORTANT!
This is relevant to a lot of things. This is relevant to a lot of things. This is relevant to a lot of things. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!