Another Nature Post

Easter tent caterpillars are everywhere. As a kid, I used to pick up the fuzzy insects as they climbed along the outside of our house. As an adult, I strategically hop along the pavement trying to avoid the hundreds as they are moving from egg into chrysalis stage across pavement. I remember, once, when I saw them being burned out of a tree and I heard their screeching. As quirky as it is, I didn't have any recollection as to what butterfly they become. I mean, if they are everywhere in fuzzy form, what do they look like as adults? Well, this is what they look like as adults. Not the prettiest creature, but one of flight, nonetheless. So there.