It’s hard to fathom how many different kinds of butterflies and moths there are in the world until you attempt to identify one. Can you believe I just spent about forty-five minutes trying to give this guy a name?
|The Postman is feeling a little randy.|
As it turns out, I’m still not sure if it is a Piano Key Butterfly or a Postman Butterfly. But, I guess it really doesn’t matter for my purposes, which is just to show off the photos I took when I went to Magic Wings with my daughter Carrie last week. In fact, I came across a site on the Interweb that says that the Piano Key and the Postman are one and the same. So I will go along with that bit of wisdom. It is the Heliconius Melpomene. Yes, it does makes me feel smart to spout the Latin name even though I managed to wriggle my way out of taking Latin 2 in high school.
This beauty is the Cairns Birdwing (or Ornithoptera euphorion) and is a native of Australia.
And here is the Euploea core aka the Common Crow butterfly. He is common in south Asia. This particular Common Crow was having a hard time settling down. I just love those spots.
This is the aptly named Zebra Longwing or Heliconius charithonia. He is found in South and Central America and as far north as Texas and Florida.
This Malabar Tree Nymph (Idea malabarica) was interested in Carrie’s camera. This species is normally found in India. I think this is one of the jauntiest butterflies going so I call it the Prom Dress Butterfly.
But, here’s my particular favorite because I love blue. It’s known as Peleides Blue Morpho, Common Morpho, or The Emperor (Morpho peleides). This butterfly is found in Mexico, Central America and northern South America. Can you imagine stepping out your front door and finding these flying around? That would be sweet.
We had a terrific time at Magic Wings. I am grateful to have a place to go to see these magnificent creatures in the flesh. But both Carrie and I decided that we won’t be going back until it gets cold out again. I guess butterflies like the kind of weather that makes me feel like a wet rag. That’s not so great when it’s 70 or 80 degrees out F. but does feel nice when it’s 10 degrees F. out.
The butterflies seemed particularly active when we were there. Could it be mating season?