Gray's River Almanac, Number 2
By Robert Michael Pyle - Lecturer
In his poem "Blue Butterfly Day," describing
Spring Azure butterflies, Robert Frost wrote:
It is blue butterfly day here in spring
And with these sky-flakes
down in flurry on flurry
There is more unmixed color on the wing
Than flowers
will show for days unless they hurry.
Some
years our "blue butterfly day" has come in February, and with our pale-pink
pioneer camellias in full flush almost a month early, the first blues could be out any day. So far, in the fitful sunshine, two
kinds of little inchworm moths
flutter around first-bloomers such as spiraea and heather in the garden and native
coltsfoot in the hills. One sort
is warm cocoa brown, the other black and white with blue and chestnut
highlights if you look closely. I
call them "honorary butterflies" because they fly by day and look
like tiny butterflies, though they emerge a few weeks earlier. You'll know it when the first
real butterflies come out: the brilliant sky-blue of our Echo Azures is unmistakable.
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