There is a large patch of Milkweed, outside the Inn at Isle au Haut creating a perfect breeding ground for Monarch butterflies. I could watch them eat all day, it is amazing. Line after line of leaf disappears so quickly. The cocoon (or chrysalis) is green with a tiny gold line - perhaps where the caterpillar sewed it up? The inn had two jars, each with one caterpillar - one in its chrysalis stage, the other eating. Diana (the innkeeper) named one “Twitchie” after watching him do what could be described as a combination of breakdancing and what one might look like dancing to reggae music. “Fatty” well he just eats a LOT. These photos were all taken in front of the inn.
