It’s not unusual to have a few moths appear in the house over the course of the winter, presumably having woken up prematurely after having been brought in with firewood. This winter, however, is the first time I’ve ever had butterflies appearing in the house. The first one was a cabbage white that showed up in the kitchen in December. I escorted it to the bird feeder, where it was snatched up by a chickadee before long. The source turned out to be this chrysalis on one of the cabbage leaves Julia had just brought in from the garden:
I was surprised that it was fooled into thinking spring had come, after no more than a few hours of being indoors. I was much more surprised this evening when Julia went to start a fire and found this resting on the firewood we had brought in earlier today:
It wasn’t particularly warm in the house, and it’s a few months early for a tiger swallowtail to be emerging, so I don’t know how to explain this. I assume that if we let it outside it would freeze to death, and if not, it would be unlikely to survive long enough to drink from the first flowers of spring. It’s a shame, but I decided to make the most of its misfortune and try out my macro lens on it—not something I get to do when they’re fluttering from flower to flower in the spring and summer.