Butterfly Gals

Butterfly gals, won't you come out tonight,

Come out tonight, come out tonight?

Butterfly gals, won't you come out tonight

And dance by the light of the moon?*

Only three chrysalises left. We hope they'll emerge and fly away before we fly away for a few days.  The one on the glass is starting to darken, but the other two are still bright green. 

*from "Buffalo Gals," American folk tune.