Sharman Apt Russell again blends her lush voice and keen scientific eye in this marvelous book about butterflies. From Hindu mythology to Aztec sacrifices, butterflies have served as a metaphor for resurrection and transformation. Even during World War II, children in a Polish death camp scratched hundreds of butterflies onto the walls of their barracks. But as Russell points out in this rich and lyrical meditation, butterflies are above all objects of obsession. From the beastly horned caterpillar, whose blood helps it count time, to the peacock butterfly, with wings that hiss like a snake, Russell traces the butterflies through their life cycles, exploring the creatures' own obsessions with eating, mating, and migrating. In this way, she reveals the logic behind our endless fascination with butterflies as well as the driving passion of such legendary collectors as the tragic Eleanor Glanville, whose children declared her mad because of her compulsive butterfly collecting, and the brilliant Henry Walter Bates, whose collections from the Amazon in 1858 helped develop his theory of mimicry in nature. Russell also takes us inside some of the world's most prestigious natural history museums, where scientists painstakingly catalogue and categorize new species of Lepidoptera, hoping to shed light on insect genetics and evolution. A luminous journey through an exotic world of obsession and strange beauty, this is a book to be treasured by anyone who's ever watched a butterfly mid-flight and thought, as Russell has, "I've entered another dimension."
I am pleased to be considered a nature and science writer and excited that my Diary of a Citizen Scientist was awarded the John Burroughs Medal for Distinguished Nature Writing. The John Burroughs Medal was first given in 1926, and recipients include Aldo Leopold, Rachel Carson, Barry Lopez, John McPhee, and many others. To be in such a list.
My most recent nonfiction is What Walks This Way: Discovering the Wildlife Around Us Through Their Tracks and Signs (Columbia University Press, 2024)--part memoir of my tracking experiences, part introduction to the basics of identifying mammal tracks, and part call to reform how we manage wildlife in North America.
My previous Within Our Grasp: Childhood Malnutrition Worldwide and the Revolution Taking Place to End It (Pantheon Books, April, 2021) combines my longtime interest in the environment with my longtime interest in hunger. I began writing about this subject some twenty years ago, believing firmly that the goals of the environmentalist and the humanitarian are aligned. Healthy children require a healthy Earth. A healthy Earth requires healthy children.
Essentially I write about whatever interests me and seems important--living in place, grazing on public land, archaeology, flowers, butterflies, hunger, Cabeza de Vaca, citizen science, global warming, and pantheism.
I like this range of subject matter. I believe, too, in this braid of myth and science, celebration and apocalypse.
A little bit of bio:
Raised in the suburbs of Phoenix, Arizona, in 1981 I settled in southern New Mexico as a "back to the lander" and have stayed there ever since. I am a professor emeritus in the Humanities Department at Western New Mexico University in Silver City, as well as a mentoring faculty at Antioch University in Los Angeles. I received my MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Montana and my B.S. in Conservation and Natural Resources from the University of California, Berkeley.
My work has been translated into Korean, Chinese, Swedish, German, Spanish, Portuguese, Russian, Turkish, Polish, and Italian. That is really a unique thrill: to see your words in Chinese ideograms.
From scientific details about butterflies, legends, historical events and people in butterfly history, a visit to a London natural history museum, and a trip to Costa Rica, Sharman wrote a beautifully constructed and personally engaging account of the butterfly's natural history. The story ended too soon for me. My favorite section was the London museum which featured, alongside a history of Henry Bates and Alfred Russel Wallace, a magical Sharman moment as she warily opens butterfly collection drawers when she is left alone by the scientists. It was a powerful moment in the book and in my day. Thank you, Sharman.
If you wanna know more about them pretty, fluttery bugs, this was a good starting point for at least one reader.
Beyond that, since i ain't qualified to assess the scientific merits of this text, allow me to say that i found the type of writing and information i needed to get started. Russell sometimes flourishes artistically in displeasing (to me) ways but the vast majority of the text is eminently readable. I wanted info mainly about the caterpillar portion of this insect's lifecycle but, of course, you'll get at least as much about the titular phase as well. Similarly, i encountered many interesting facts about plant life even though my goal was to learn about a particular insect. I conclude that cross-disciplinarianism is inevitable for nonfiction. Maybe it's inherent to all fixed products of the human mind. Fud for thought anyway.
Finally, let it be known that someday i will write a book or make a short film called The Very Hungry Caterpillar: Another Unauthorized Biography. And when that happens, i'll cite this as my first source.
“I am a child of my time, and I do not see much excess in nature. Passenger pigeons once darkened the sky. Caribou stretched horizon to horizon. Salmon were so thick you could walk across water. This is not the coin of the twenty-first century. We measure our wealth by different standards.”
Nor is the author given to excess in her writing, and yet, after turning the last page, I felt strangely replete. More alive to the world, and richer, though not in the coin of our age but in a more subtle, dare I say spiritual, way. Air and angels. I'll never look at butterflies and moths the same way again.
This compact and fairly rollicking book is a natural history of butterflies and of the scientists and collectors who have made them their life’s work. There are some 18,000 species and, unlike, say, beetles, they are generally pretty easy to tell apart because of their bold, colorful markings. Moth and butterfly diversity may well be a synecdoche for overall diversity, making them invaluable indicator species. Although the history of butterfly collecting was fairly familiar to me from Peter Marren’s Rainbow Dust, I still learned or was reminded of a lot, such as the ways you can tell moths and butterflies apart (and it’s not just about whether they fly in the night or the day). And who knew that butterfly rape is a thing?
The final third of the book was strongest for me, including a trip to London’s Natural History Museum; another to Costa Rica’s butterfly ranches, an example of successful ecotourism; and a nicely done case study of the El Segundo Blue butterfly, which was brought back from the brink of extinction by restoration of its southern California dunes habitat. Russell, a New Mexico-based author of novels and nonfiction, also writes about butterflies’ cultural importance: “No matter our religious beliefs, we accept the miracle of metamorphosis. One thing becomes another. … Butterflies wake us up.”
I found this to be very easy to read, and very interesting. There was enough theoretical information to satisfy my research need, but lots of great stories about people who have contributed to butterfly collecting history. I especially enjoyed reading about the way that collecting has led to environmentally friendly new industries, and that communities are establishing sustainable farms to make sure that butterflies remain available to new generations of collectors.
"You are weighty. You are filled with eggs. Your abdomen drags you toward the earth." (my new daily mantra)
This book was jam-packed with fascinating information about butterflies, while simultaneously being light-hearted and chuckle-inducing.
The only thing that would make this brilliant book better would be color pictures of all the butterflies reference by name throughout the book. That being said, it would probably take up a lot of space, so I understand why they wouldn't.
I think this may be the most quotes I've ever enjoyed from a book thus far:
" String theory suggest that there are more than four dimensions, perhaps ten in all [...] these dimensions, here but not here, exist outside our range of perception. Adding butterflies to your life is like adding another dimension [...] all this existed before, has always existed, but you were unaware. You didn't see. At various times and places, in winter, or on a busy street, the air is still and butterflies are impossible. Yet their presence remains, like one of those other ten dimensions. You've added this to your life."
"the eighteenth century was a period of transition. In its earlier years we can watch people playing with nature, treating it like a newly purchased toy. Later, as they become accustomed to the novelty and learn to react with less and less unease, we see their boldness grow. Eventually, as the century ends, we find them helplessly in love with it."
"Each stage is called an instar, and, like explorers in time and space, caterpillars move from instar to instar, usually five [...] typically, in most species, later instars are hairier, spinier, bristlier, and meaner-looking [...] the message is getting clearer: I'm not worth eating."
"Ants are so eager for this honeydew they will stroke the caterpillar over and over again [...] ants attending a metalmark solicit their new friend at least once a minute. When it grows tired of the attention, the caterpillar audibly taps the ground. Like scolded children, the ants stop-for a while."
"In 1979, England's Large Blue butterfly became extinct when the rabbits who ate the long grass in the West Country died from disease. With the rabbits gone, long grass outgrew he short grass preferred by wood ants and those patches of thyme where Large Blue females laid their eggs. A different species of ant now dominated the area. When they found a Large Blue caterpillar, they ate it."
"How long does a caterpillar live? Because madrone leaves have little nitrogen, a xiquipilchiuhpapalotl requires eight months to get all the protein it needs before pupation. The rare carnivorous caterpillar may require only three weeks. Flower- and fruit-eating caterpillars consume enough food in four weeks. The larva who eats leaves could need eight. On less nutritious grass, a caterpillar might take three months; on hard-to-digest roots, it may be twice that. In very cold climates, with short growing seasons, the larval stage will last two to three years."
"Many of the changes started taking place before pupation. The wings of a butterfly begin as early as the first larval stage, or instar, as thickening cells in the thoracic segment. these cells become two pouches called wing buds, or imaginal disks. By the last stage, the fifth instar, each pouch has folded in upon itself to make a four-layers structure corresponding the the future upper and lower surfaces of the adult wing."
"In the fifth century, Pope Gelasius I made a pontifical declaration comparing the life of Christ to that of the caterpillar: Vermis quia reurrexit! The worm has risen again."
"An inexperienced blue jay who eats a Monarch will be seen retching, vomiting, jerking its head, fluffing its feathers, wiping its bill, and closing its eyes in the expression of a blue jay calling out to its deity."
"We love butterflies, in part because we can know them so easily. Most of the 18,000 species have unique wing patterns that distinguish them from all other species [...] butterflies make us feel smart."
"The male transfers his sperm in a thick-walled sac mostly made of proteins he acquired as a caterpillar, as well as other nutrients from nectar and puddling. This packet is the spermatophore, or sperm carrier, and it can be from 4 to 8 percent of the male's body weight."
"You are weighty, filled with eggs, and you are ready to lay this burden down."
"This is ecstasy, and behind the ecstasy is something else, which is hard to explain. It is like a momentary vacuum into which rushes all that I love. A sense of oneness with sun and stone."
"We like the abundance [...] we like to be overwhelmed, that Paleolithic thrill (without the danger) of being human in a world not dominated by humans."
"But I am a child of my time, and I do not see much excess in nature. Passenger pigeons once darkened the sky. Caribou stretched horizon to horizon. Salmon were so thick you could walk across water. This is not the coin of the twenty-first century. We measure our wealth by different standards."
"There is so much we don't know! [...] You could spend a week studying some obscure insect and you would then know more than anyone else on the planet. Our ignorance is profound."
"Some spiders build their webs in columns, towers of silk, catching and recatching the moth as it flutters free and up, free and up, until its wing scales are gone, and the bald wings are easily caught and held."
"Count up the mammal, bird, reptile, amphibian, and fish species. Add them all together. There are still more moths."
"Because we are human, we probe the mystery. [...] Evolution expresses itself so generously, in so many forms, and we become obsessive ourselves, wanting to know them all, to own them all, to put them in order. Like the gods in our myths, we name the creatures of the world."
Fascinating. Obviously a book for someone with more than a passing interest in butterflies but two chapters in particular on survival strategies from egg to butterfly and nature's use of colouration were so absorbing that I think even someone who just gives a butterfly a second glance would find interesting and informative. I found myself thinking, 'wow, how amazing!' quite a lot in those particular chapters. Some passages were so fascinating I am going to photocopy them (library book) as I know I will want to refresh my memory at some later date. Structurally confusing at times but overall very easy to understand without any prior knowledge of butterflies and a good read. Every time I see a butterfly from now on I shall look at it with renewed respect and remember that each one of them is a survivor and most of its siblings will have fallen victim to parasites, predators or even the scheming plant on which it was laid as an egg. You will have to read it to find out how even plants can be out to get butterflies!
a lovely read that had me underlining philosophical yet simple truths practically every other page! I am no Lepidoptera specialist but I feel that after reading this, perhaps I have a little more context for those fluttering objects that appear so frail but are, in last observation, one of the strongest; adapting, morphing, and subsequently thriving, butterflies truly are an optimistic reflection of the human experience.
There is so much to learn about butterflies; their diversity and intricacies are fascinating. I wasn't completely gripped with the writing style here, somehow, but it was definitely an interesting book.
I bought this despite not being terribly interested in butterflies because I had been so impressed with another book by Russell, Anatomy of a Rose, despite not being terribly interested in flowers. I was not disappointed.
The mimicry or camouflage that works so well against a bird may not work at all against the predatory stinkbug, which has been known to stalk its prey for as long as an hour. Some caterpillars do the obvious. They drop off the leaf and hope for a soft landing. Or they spin out a thread of silk, drop like Tom Cruise in Mission Impossible, and dangle from the lifeline while they wait for the predator to leave.
Some parasitic wasps wait, too, for their prey to climb back up. Some wasps slowly walk down the silken line. Some wasps slowly reel in that line...
Aieee! Russell's writing can be lovely and lyrical, but this is not a book that forgets just how brutal nature can be. (I have always been horrified by parasitic wasps, and Russell helpfully added some details on them that I had not known before-- details beyond what I'm quoting-- that freaked me the hell out all over again.)
The book is primarily about butterflies themselves, not about human-butterfly interactions, but there are a couple brief but sharply drawn incidents involving the latter: the Great White Butterfly-Hunter musing in his diary over whether he was losing some respect for human life, while his "native bearers" were dropping dead on a hunt; the modern college student, too sedentary to compete with his friends who rushed madly about with butterfly nets, sitting down at his leisure beside a tree and learning the life cycle of a species.
Recommended, as is Anatomy of a Rose, whether or not you care about butterflies or roses.
I've always found butterflies to be beautiful and unique creatures. To read about them, learn about them, they are so much more than that. They show how in life there are miracles happening everyday. There are so many species and so many of each, different families.
I learned a lot of stuff in this book. I'm glad I randomly decided to look up if my school library had anything about butterflies. :)
It's not utterly useless, and it's readable enough, but this book should have much more information than it does and it often comes off as rather condescending. It reads too much like a book intended for children or illiterate housewives.
2.5 ⭐️ — This book has significant issues that detract from my enjoyment of it as a reader, and I most likely will never read it again. I would only recommend it to people who already have an interest in the subject matter. All that being said — the book does have some redeeming qualities, such as some (not all) beautiful prose (such as: “we are storytelling animals. The peak is high and white with snow. Who has not seen God in the mountains?”) and a wealth of information about Lepidoptera, scientific, cultural, historical and otherwise.
My main complaints can be summed up as issues with the narrative voice & the author’s writing style, and organizational/composition issues.
I hate to be so harsh but I truly feel that the author attempted to write in a very poetic style that was too frequently beyond her capacity, with some prose feeling very purple, and to marry that style with scientific fact. To me, this was not successful and instead created confusion and disharmony, the effect of which was jarring and disruptive to both comprehension and enjoyment of the text. Sometimes, the author did not adequately distinguish between what was actual scientific fact/consensus and what was the author’s poetic (not factual) interpretation of a behavior, which felt irresponsible as it could lead the reader to come to an incorrect conclusion.
This text does not flow like water; it clatters like an intermittent rockslide. That is to say, there does not seem to be a consistent organization which unifies the ideas and contents and presents them neatly to the reader for an enjoyable, seamless reading experience; rather, ideas are clumsily chained, one after another, under the general theme of the chapter. The reader is thrown from one idea or reference or fact to another tangentially related idea or reference or fact (often, with at least one of which contributing nothing but clutter). I literally wrote in my notes that the text was, at times, nearly unreadable for me due to the organizational and structural issues. Many similes or literary/historic/media references felt so out of place and truly pointless (usually due to just dropping them in without providing adequate context or explanation to solidify the connection between the subject matter and the reference) that I felt irritated by the derailment. Unfortunately, many (potentially very interesting!) ideas presented were appallingly underdeveloped, and dropped on the page without much care.
The narrative style itself is also clunky and cumbersome, for reasons already described, but also because of random and confusing tense changes in the middle of presenting an account of a prominent figure’s life or a needless switch to second person perspective.
The reader experience would be massively improved if the text included more photos to facilitate immersion and understanding, as the average reader will not have the level of specialized knowledge and experience to fill in the blanks left by the text. The descriptions of species, behaviors, and locations are numerous but not descriptive enough to paint a complete picture for the reader. I truly believe that this text would be much more convincingly and effectively conveyed if it were not presented as a book but instead as a spoken presentation (or series of presentations) which would be supplemented with videos, primary texts, photos, or slideshows. Funnily enough, the formatting of the text even supports this — what should be included in a paragraph or isolated as a single sentence in its own paragraph was decided, seemingly, not by what makes sense organizationally but what would flow best if it were spoken aloud… almost like extended lecture notes, whose lack of sufficient detail or elaboration in many places in this text would be supplemented by loosely improvised additions during an actual lecture.
A nice, cozy book about butterflies from someone who is passionate about them. Fun stories, creative writing, my favorite script from this book is:
A bag of goo crawls on a leaf, obsessed with eating It hangs upside down, It becomes something else A butterfly is born a bit of blue heaven, a jazzy design It is a gesture of beauty almost too casual
Joy. Pure joy. Loved every page. Written with a deft hand, the perfect blend of science and prose. Informative. Inspires you to take notice of the stunning natural world that surrounds you. Probably helps that I am in love with butterflies to begin with, but this book was magic. Highly recommended.
Informative and poetic. Russell clearly has a passion for her subject and writes with clear prose. I learned a lot about butterflies and the folks who study them, along with many historical curiosities about our winged friends. The notes and bibliography at the end are excellent.
I really enjoyed learning about butterflies from this book! The information is written in a way that is easily accesible. It's a bit melodramatic at times, and more poetic than scientific. Overall, a good book to read in order to relax and connect with nature.
Interesting natural history in the first half. I thought the organization would clarify itself, but the book went meandering on through its less enjoyable second half. The very frequent quirky/poetic remarks are nice occasionally.
A solid scientific overview of butterflies. Caterpillar survival tactics. Migration. Egg-laying and mating strategies. how their coloration works. Mimicry. Worth reading if you like the subject.
This is a non-fiction book that reads like a literary fiction/ poetry about butterflies that contains actual facts about butterflies, whether that be the scientific or historical.
Russell is not kidding about an obsession with butterflies. She is passionately, head-over-heels in love with them. It often comes across as a strange, almost Mr. Ripley-like love, too. Left alone in the collection room of London's Natural History Museum, she fantasizes about breaking the rules and releasing the pinned tropical butterflies from their drawers; watching them rise into the air and fill the room with color. She frequently imagines herself (or, rather, the reader) as a butterfly, which at times is pretty awkward ("You are weighty. You are filled with eggs. Your abdomen drags you toward the earth"). She returns to images of a collector in the tropics "leaping naked in the jungle" after a prized insect.
Her writing style is Hemingway-esque: extremely short sentences, sometimes lyrical, sometimes just abrupt. Personally, I prefer authors taking a longer route to say things, so this didn't really work for me.
But, outside of the occasional weirdness and clipped writing style, this book does provide tons of stories and fascinating information about every facet of butterflies and our interactions with them (studying, naming, collecting, conserving, selling). I enjoyed the first few chapters, which detail the harrowing lives of caterpillars (and pupae) en route to becoming butterflies. Everything wants to eat them, and they have developed many strategies for avoiding this. The chapter on butterfly sex (which includes "love dust," rape, "chastity belts," and "mating plugs") is somewhat disturbing but also pretty interesting. The studies demonstrating that butterflies can quickly learn after just 10 flower visits which colors provide the most nectar and adapt their behavior accordingly, and that individual butterflies exhibit different habits (personalities?), were amazing. I also loved the story of two men from very different walks of life who ended up dedicating their lives to conservation of two imperiled butterfly species and their habitat in L.A.
There is some science you simply shouldn't read while you're eating lunch. I learned way more about frass over food than I wanted to.
One chapter was incredibly touching, a sparely written timeline about the lives of two men who are obsessed with the butterflies of coastal California. This chapter is worth the whole book. Unfortunately, this is also the chapter where she used "glamorous southern California" and "El Segundo" in the same paragraph.
When beginning this book I figured I would be learning a lot about butterflies, which I did. What I didn't figure was I would be learning a lot about history. That I'd be reading about people and places with rich tales, cultural insights, and some of the very potent ways butterflies impact lives, villages, or even nations. How a pretty insect can fuel economy, how it can act as a catalyst to great successes in natural conservation. I learned all of these things and enjoyed the process. Very informative. Very beautifully written. Very pleasant to read.