There’s this giant cocoon whose host attached itself on the side of our garage one day when we were watching. It was a rare day to see a slimy worm building itself into a cocoon, so Coy and I watched together with one year old daughter (Kirra) until it was safe and sound. We have been keeping watch ever since.
Day after day Slimy hung in it’s cocoon. Everyday for the past month we would say hi to Slimy. I kept thinking, “one day Slimy will fly away beautiful”.
Until today,(queue the Darth Vader music) when the power washers, hired by the home owner’s association, came by and power washed everything before the holidays–including Slimy.
We’ll miss you Slimy. Sorry about our obsession for cleaning dust off things that were meant to be a little dirty.
