My Friend the Monarch

My first experience with Monarch butterflies was in first or second grade, when we fed milkweed leaves to beautifully striped caterpillars in a glass case. We were able to watch firsthand the wondrous transformation.

One day we saw the beautiful green chrysalis (also a good spelling word), with gold sparkle decorations on it. I was awed by its perfection. Later we saw the amazing orange and black butterflies stretching their wings getting ready to leave the safety of our classroom and go out into the big wide world.

I feel a bit like my friend the Monarch. Apparently, the Monarch’s Greek name means “sleepy transformation.” I think I have undergone a transformation during the pandemic. I am now emerging from my chrysalis and going out into the big wide world. It’s a lot more crowded and noisier than I remember. People seem to be driving too fast. My ears and eyes are not yet used to the confusion. But occasionally I take flight and soaring above the bustle there is peace and beauty.

I hope we will all take a moment this spring to appreciate the beauty of a new flower, a plot of grass, or a butterfly. Our appreciation may cause a small ripple of joy. And knowing that Monarchs are migratory butterflies that fly south for warmth in the winter. Perhaps our joy of transformation will spread around and take wing over the whole earth.

(Art by Jana J. Dearden-2nd grade)

Note: Unfortunately, the loss of milkweed caused by herbicides in our country is drastically reducing the number of Monarchs. “Monarch way-stations” are now encouraged to be planted by everyone who loves them. Planting swamp milkweed in your garden along with a variety of flowers like Asters and Blazing Stars will help them by providing nectar to the butterflies and food for the caterpillars.

(Photo: Suzanne D. Williams- unsplash)