After finding a ladybug pupa attached to a leaf on one of our daisies, I checked it every day while taking Ellie out for her walk. One day I noticed the pupal shell looking a bit dried out and the reason slowly dawned on me. I grabbed Ellie’s floppy ears and shouted “My ladybug hatched! My ladybug hatched!”

Ellie didn’t share my excitement since this involved neither food nor hedgehogs, but I got even more excited when I realized the newly minted ladybug was on the other side of the leaf, waiting for its wings to dry. I decided to hold off on pictures and took Ellie on her full walk, which in hindsight was pretty risky, but it all worked out. The ladybug was still there when we got back and I ran inside to get the camera and took, oh, let’s just say a few pictures.

When I got up to let our cat Emma back inside, I returned to find the leaf empty. Our yard’s newest predator had taken flight, but not before I got some nice pictures. In this one, the ladybug on the left waits with wings outstretched to dry. On the right is the orange and black shell from which it just emerged.

I’ve been bitten by the ladybug bug this year and am constantly on the lookout for the little beetles in their various states in our backyard. Yesterday I counted four more ladybug pupa on the plants near this daisy, and also got some pictures of one of the ladybug larva.