When I went out to feed my birds Friday a.m., I discovered that the butterfly had emerged from the chrysalis that had been hanging underneath the eave of our house. The light was not good and I wanted to wait for better light to take the picture, but decided that it might have flown away by the time I returned from the gym. Sure enough, it was gone when I returned. Every day now in the morning and afternoon I see a mourning cloak flying around in the yard. I'm going to assume it's the same butterfly.