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« on: February 07, 2020, 01:35:32 pm »
I've been dreaming about having a butterfly farm in my balcony. The idea hit me late autumn, so first time to test if it's a viable dream, or if I get bored and move on as fast as from everything else I ever do is still many months ahead. That feels weird considering the timescales I'm used to playing with.
I find growing butterflies attractive because:
1) it helps with my anxiety about the whole climate catastrophe, bugs dying, nazi zombies thing that has been going on lately, because it would be a slight breeze in to right direction instead of getting a job and bunch of other future tasks too complex to know what direction it tips the scale. Everybody always focus on bees as pollinators cause they got honey that can be put in a jar and sold. Adopting caterpillars is so easy everybody can do it!
2) I love the possibility of brag about being behind all the climate catastrophes, since math doesn't lie. Every butterfly I ring to existence will do huge amount of wingflapping before kicking the bucket. So I have dibs to every major climate catastrophe in Australia.
ANYWAY...
It is certainly not a summer yet, and I wasn't supposed post about the thing before getting shit done with the project, BUT. Something wonderful happened.
From under my sofa flies a fucking peacock butterfly and starts bashing it's head against the glass. I have no clue where the thing came from, I just know it's great and adorable and I wanna keep it as pet forever.
Head bashing intensifies. It really seems to want to go outside... I try to explain to the bug that it's very cold and windy in there, and the poor bastard would probably die. No effect.
After a while it stops and rests for a while, I try to offer it an appleslice, because I red from the internet they might eat that. Nope, more head bashing. It has been now doing that on off for hours, and I wonder what I should do. Will it learn the wonders of glass panels? Is not doing anything sadistic? Should I try to feed it more? Or try to move it to balcony where it can do the sleeping through winter thing and have a possibility to see it's friends before it inevitably dies? Will it even survive that?
It's enough work to look after myself, bring forth your best butterfly experts