Friday, January 24, 1947
Let Piatt’s little black kitten in this afternoon & found it later among the plants – It had discovered the most gorgeously perfect male tiger swallow tail which had emerged sometime between morning while I watered the plants & 3:30 PM. So all cats were hurriedly banished & with Kathy inexpertly holding the light I took some pictures of it.
Since Ray had found the cocoon in Vernon Heights last fall & given it to me it had been resposing on the A. Springeri in the sunroom. But even that was evidently too warm for it.
Wally was home from bowling & we had finished popcorn when Ray & Flo came – and I did hate to see that beautiful creature go into the cyanide jar but I guess that’s better than starving to death – And this Wally he’ll gain immortality either in Ray’s collection or in my walls.