|This is the same cocoon pic I posted the other day.|
|As soon as you see the cocoon darkening, you know that the end is nigh. For the cocoon stage, that is.|
|For a couple of hours, I returned to inspect the situation about every twenty minutes. I noticed the thing beginning to split open...|
|Onward and upward, leaving the old home behind. Those two back dots you see embedded within the black stripe on his inner wings signify that he's a male.|
It's extremely tricky to witness the entire emergence. They do it on their own time. Nothing happens, nothing happens, and then when your back is turned, everything happens at once. Sort of reminds me of baseball that way.