This is the concluding chapter of the metamorphosis saga, in which a black swallowtail caterpillar hitchhiked from the nursery to our home on a fennel plant. I watched the caterpillar grow, and pupate, and finally, emerge.
The backstory: As I walked by the chrysalis one morning early last week, I touched it gently. To my immense surprise, it reacted almost violently with a series of jerky movements. (I had no idea they did that.) I went to work and when I returned, I saw that it had opened.
End of saga. I was lucky to be able to follow it from beginning to end.