(1980 memoirs)
Frankie may have made a failure of that dusty, fusty course but not of her life, for every creature was her friend, and she spent hours ferreting out its secrets. She found a chrysalis of a Monarch Butterfly that had fallen and put the twig of milkweed it was on carefully under a large wire strainer to await results. When it showed signs of life, she had her camera ready and took many pictures of the various stages. I have seen the same series since in many nature magazines but none better than hers, in my view.
December 26, 2012
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