Before I left for Minneapolis, this little guy caused me some excitement. I always tur

n over the leaves of the common milkweed (Asclepias syriaca) looking for potential babies. Every once and a while, like this time, a Monarch makes me an expectant parent (or expectant foster parent).

But, sad to say, w

hen I got back five days later the egg was still there, looking exactly the same with no darkening that would indicate impending birth.

Too long. So long. (Insert sad emoji here.)