I don’t understand how this works. There were, as it turned out, three of these vibrant guys hanging out in my two parsley pots, all chilling on a parsley sprig of their own, not appearing to be eating anything, just sitting there. When I first looked at the plants, I didn’t see them at all, and then I looked closer, and suddenly it was a veritable nuclear family of caterpillars.
How are they invisible at first? And why are they all fans of parsley?
The three are down to one now, and I saw a white moth fluttering around the garden that I hadn’t seen before, so I’m wondering if perhaps that’s what these guys become. If so, I’m kind of sad for them—the white moths are kind of boring and nondescript, while these caterpillars? They kind of rule. They’re not as weird as tomato hornworms, and they’re quite beautiful.
Since I’ve had miserable parsley luck this year anyway, I’m letting the parsley become the Home of the Caterpillars, at least until they’re all gone. I’m down to one, and figure soon enough, he’ll cocoon up and turn into something fluttery.
But in the meantime, it’s like having a low-maintenance pet that doesn’t require a security deposit. I’m all fired up about that.