A butterfly flew among the leaves of a potted plant. Its fluttering wings danced in-between the leaves and flirted with them. It hardly touched down. I thought nothing of it. Several days later, several leaves were eaten to the bare veins. I peered closely and counted FIVE caterpillars munching away on the very leaves they were stationed on. So when a butterfly flirts with your plant, you get caterpillars. I used a small piece of old newspaper to pinch them up and deposited them on a bigger sheet of newspaper. I tossed them out.
Daily Prompt – flirt from Kira’s Word Of The Day Challenge for Aug. 17 2019.
