Over the past four years I've written quite a few upbeat posts about the joys of raising caterpillars in order to release butterflies (we do this just for they simple pleasure of watching them fly away - not for any commercial gain). It's not always fun and games, because as Tennyson said, Nature can be "red in tooth and claw." This post will delineate one of the potential downsides - parasites.
The most common parasite we encounter, because we raise so many Monarchs, is
Ophryocystis elektroscirrha, a protozoan that turns the chrysalis into black goo. More about that some other time (maybe). Today I'll post the life cycle of the
Red Admiral (Vanessa atalanta) and a parasitic fly.
The butterfly is shown at the top. It's common (sometimes focally abundant), and uses a variety of plants as hosts for it eggs, most noticeably nettles and false nettles. Two years ago I wrote about my
painful misadventure when I wandered into the neighborhood nettle patch in search of Red Admiral eggs and caterpillars.
But I did find some. The eggs look like little green barrels on the nettle leaves -
- and the caterpillar that emerges, after passing through a cute little fuzzy stage, appears to be formidably protected -
- by an array of barbed spines along its body, evolved over millennia to fend off a variety of predators. I had a dozen or so of these caterpillars, who voraciously consumed nettle leaves, forcing me back (warily) into the patch (wearing long sleeves, wielding long-handled forceps to grab the leaves) several times. Eventually the cats were big enough to pupate, forming chrysalises in their container. I got ready to photograph the emerging butterflies.
To my dismay, what emerged from almost all of the chrysalises was not a beautiful butterfly, but rather a fly larva. I'll put the rest of the photos "below the fold" because of their "ick" factor in deference to those of you who are eating lunch at work.