Butterflies are like magic, or proof that there is something at work deeper than we can understand. Could Leonardo da Vinci have designed something in so many colorful varieties, so many variations and something the world could probably do without, and have done such a fantastic job?
When their wings are closed, they can mimic a leaf. When their wings are open, the color can be vibrant.
When their wings are closed, they can mimic a leaf. When their wings are open, the color can be vibrant.
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They could all have been green or brown and still managed to get their job done.
Creatures change over time. In the past, I understand how the smoke from London’s coal caused the lighter colored moths to get eaten first by predators while they were on structures, and the darker ones survived better, and they reproduced more. In only a few generations (people-wise) the moths had evolved into a darker shade.
But how could generations of butterflies evolve into…butterflies of so many shapes and variations? Particularly those shaded like leaves when their wings are closed, and showing a different appearance when their wings are open.
Leonardo could have conceived their outer variations if he only that the one project, but perhaps then I’d have to consider how da Vinci was designed. I’d like to have asked him to shed some light on that.
If only the butterflies could talk. But maybe they do. Through their colors, shapes, and when they’re stopping in front of us.
Creatures change over time. In the past, I understand how the smoke from London’s coal caused the lighter colored moths to get eaten first by predators while they were on structures, and the darker ones survived better, and they reproduced more. In only a few generations (people-wise) the moths had evolved into a darker shade.
But how could generations of butterflies evolve into…butterflies of so many shapes and variations? Particularly those shaded like leaves when their wings are closed, and showing a different appearance when their wings are open.
Leonardo could have conceived their outer variations if he only that the one project, but perhaps then I’d have to consider how da Vinci was designed. I’d like to have asked him to shed some light on that.
If only the butterflies could talk. But maybe they do. Through their colors, shapes, and when they’re stopping in front of us.
Perhaps we accept the unbelievable matter-of-factly because it’s always been there.
Photos: From my yard.
Photos: From my yard.
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