Our house is beginning to feel like a nature reservation. In addition to our happily hibernating caterpillar, today we found this beautiful creature.
It was frantically flapping its wings in our front yard, not going anywhere. We were concerned about it being out in the open, totally vulnerable to predators, so we put it in a box and brought it inside. After spending a lot of time in a dark room with a blanket over the box, it has calmed down quite a bit. There seems to be a scrape on its wing and leg. We were unable to talk to anyone at the local wildlife reserve or animal shelters. Perhaps tomorrow I will purchase some wild bird seed, while we wait for a response from somewhere on what to do. It is currently puffing itself up a bit and sleeping. He looks so unhappy. I wish I knew what to do.
(Bobby Bare Jr.)