They're sending a butterfly hitman

So I've been leading the butterflies to my garden for awhile. "Luring them in," I think in retrospect.

Happy to see them fluttering, I decide to find a plant that they can leave their babies with too. Some quick web research leads me to a page on Christmas Senna. "Pretty," I think. And the interesting leaves look just familiar.

In fact, they look just like the leaves on this amazing plant I purchased awhile back, with a tag that said Popcorn Plant. The lady at the register assured me that it would smell just like hot buttered popcorn. Sounded good. Nothing wrong with some buttered popcorn. Except that it never smelled like that. No matter, it was a big box store, what do they know? But the plant attracts caterpillars every year. Who I squish and scold for attacking something as lovely as hot buttered popcorn.

So you can imagine my surprise when I searched google images for Senna and found my popcorn plant. Which isn't a popcorn plant at all. It's a Senna Alata.

In fact, this Senna is remarkable in its ability to attract Cloudless Sulpher butterflies. The exact butterflies I've had dancing in my garden. Also known as Phoebis Sennae, they love to lay eggs on the Senna.

Oh my.

So all this time I've been luring the butterflies to the garden, loading them up with nectar, setting up a kind of singles bar for Cloudless Sulphers, encouraging them to leave their babies with me, allowing them to hatch and grow up a little, then taking great pleasure in squishing their little guts out.

I am pretty sure they are sending butterfly hitmen right now. Maybe they're in league with the assassin bug I saw the other day. Plotting my demise.

I should stop watching the Osama coverage, it's affecting my gardening...