By the time #3 was starting to take shape, #2 departed and after flying around briefly, settled on the guttering. It knew it needed the warmth of the heat reflected off the metal. No one taught it this or any of the other amazing things it will do in its life. How did that untaught wisdom come to be inside its pinhead sized brain?
|#2 sunning itself as #3 starts to come out|
|#3 continues its acrobatics, while keeping tight grip on the chrysalis shell|
|#3 is fully out but the wings are concertinaed|
|#3 is taking shape, while #2 decides its time to move on|
|#2 has gone, leaving #3 to do its thing. So where did #2 fly off to?|
|After a brief reconnaissance, just above on the gutting, was deemed suitable|