End of the Monarch story
To conclude the story so rudely interrupted by the storm: I received another e-mail with photos and captions from photographer Murray Head. It provides a perfect ending:
Hi Marie,
I returned to the Conservatory Garden this morning to see how far things had developed...
Oh No! He flew the Chrysalis! He's gone and I didn't have the chance to say goodbye.
Then I heard a voice chirp... "Look over there."
I did. He wasn't gone, he was... he was... Twins!...and they were soaking up sunshine & sipping nectar, preparing for their journey to Mexico.
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