I was tidying my seed trays when I came across seven butterflies in one of the stacked trays....all dead.....each in it's own little cell.
I've never seen anything like it before, they were all face down as if they'd crawled in...so odd!
Three small whites, two large whites, one painted lady and one small skipper.
Cusp by Martha-Ann
Unfortunate tenants imprisoned in their cells
no warders here
but no escape
from this eternal paradise
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