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• projects • • publications • • about • • all • naraleian caterpillars created on march 25, 2019, 10:51 a.m. i want to clear something up which has hung over me during the last couple of years of insect collecting. it's something which some of you probably know already, given the little hints i've dropped here and there in my blog, but for the rest of you don't worry - i've already prepared myself for your inevitable disappointment in me. yes it's true - i really do believe in naraleian caterpillars. my reasoning is the same as most people who claim to believe in them: i believe in them because i've seen them. i saw them in 2001, back when i was dating my wife jennifer, during a drive across the algonquin national park from the hockey rink in killaloe to huntsville. it's true that even after all these years i cannot completely shake the embarrassment of writing about naraleian caterpillars, because as some of you will know, in the world of insect collecting you don't claim to have seen naraleian caterpillars unless you expect to receive a certain amount of mockery. to most serious insect collectors the naraleian caterpillar simply isn't really a caterpillar at all - it's a folklore tale - only believed in by conspiracy theorists and new age pot-heads. the stories all stem from some kind native american mysticism. the alogonquian tribe called them "dressmaking caterpillars" and believed they had a role in the "wedding" of trees - stringing distinct silk structures between two close-by trees which, in autumn, would help the spread of new seedlings over the forest floor. but since then there have been all kinds of other stories - old ladies say putting their silk in tea and drinking it can heal a broken heart, and the kids here in ontario call them "kissing caterpillars" and say that if you put the silk in a girl's hair she is destined to be married within a year. but, even without these stories, there is a much more practical reason why most insect collectors don't believe in naraleian caterpillars, which is simply that almost everyone who has claimed to have found, examined, or written about naraleian caterpillars has always described a caterpillar which, in all physical description at least, sounds eerily familiar to the forest tent caterpillar - one of the most common caterpillars in ontario that swarms the forests every year in thousands. and i'll admit, my story contains some elements of mysticism too. but then again, driving across the algonquin national park in the evening is always a somewhat ethereal experience. out the car window i remember seeing the setting sun reflected in all those small lakes full of driftwood and upright dead trees, and the water blooming - as if buckets of turmeric and saffron had been poured into it, or a coral reef had grown below the surface overnight. the car was so peaceful then, and i remember looking into the rear view mirror and seeing ben, jennifer's son, sitting there in the back seats, everything soaked through with warm air, his hockey sticks rattling against the car's windows. that was how i saw the caterpillars - on one of those drives - and for me, somehow the sun, and ben, and everything which was going on at that point in my life is so completely entangled that i know that if i am going to convince you that i really did see them, i'd better start from the beginning, and tell you how i came to be driving ben across algonquin in the first place. the thing is, when it comes to insects, i've always collected the rare ones - and for that i've been incredibly lucky to live where i do, with the chance to spend my time sitting in a wet tent in the ontario wilderness surrounded by bugs. but while i was out there with my nets and jars, my friends were getting married, and after that my friend's friends were getting married. and this is where it starts: because at some point it stopped being so fun being out in the rain alone. or to put it another way, until i met jennifer, my luck in the world of insect collecting had not translated into the same luck in love. i met jennifer while i was working at the killaloe hockey rink. she was one of a group of parents that would come to watch their kids at hockey training during the week. they had this habit of sitting right up at the top of the stands up by the rafters. when i had nothing else to do i would climb up through the cold air to join them at the top, and we would talk together, listening to the kid's high pitched shouts echo around the walls and against the glass sides of the rink. being a single parent jennifer was more regular than most of them, but i had never gotten to know her well. from a distance, my impression of her was as a very practical person. i think i must have overhead a conversation between her and another parent about something like how to do the insurance forms for their dog who'd been in a car accident or something. and, i remember she spoke with this confident, warm voice that was so calming and reassuring. it was the kind of voice belonging to a person you'd be just as confident in if they were passing you the salt as if they were filling out your tax returns. but there was always this edge, as if upon any kind of interruption she might suddenly become this opposite, irrational person who could destroy you with a few precisely chosen words. "aren't you the general manager?" she said to me one day out of the blue. "don't you have some managing to do, rather than chatting up here with us all day long?" she had an odd expression on her face, a kind of defensive half grin. "probably - although i reckon the only thing they really need me for around here is driving the zamboni." another one of the parents turned around. "and he doesn't even do a good job of that." jennifer smiled at me, before turning back to continue her previous conversation. the ice was broken and we soon became good friends. "i heard you took ben to see the leafs in toronto last thursday?" "yeah, it was a long drive down. ben loved the match though - except for the final score, which put him into a mood." "too bad - that's one reason why i can't watch hockey any more. i ended up shouting at the screen." "i thought you were over your phase of pretending you don't watch hockey simeon?" "with the amount of hockey i watch here at the rink it sort of loses its appeal." "that's a shame, because i had a favorite rink manager i wanted to invite to come see the next game with us, but then i remembered he hates hockey!" the conversations we had in the stands always felt unnaturally weighty - once the words came out they hung up in the cold air in the rafters close to the sky. pinned in place - slowly rotating around, illuminated from every side by the raw light of the floodlights. when all the parents spoke together, it was like a little weather system, with clouds, and wind, and rain and sunshine all passing over - shouts and echoes and whispers vibrating around the whole stadium. and then, as the training came to an end and the parents spoke in whispers it became still, and the conversations would drop like little flakes of snow, in delicate words, that fluttered and threaded their way to the ground. there was a kind of tenderness in jennifer then, and she began to open up to me about the details of her previous marriage with a seriousness that intimidated me. "he told me he wanted more adventure - that he was becoming depressed from the same monotony of family life. watching the same shows on tv, eating the same food, driving past the same places in the same small town. i ... really couldn't believe he would throw away everything we'd built together just to fuck off to somewhere else with a slightly different set of buildings, trees, and tv shows he'd not seen before ... but he did ... because he didn't really love me anymore." jennifer stopped talking and turned around - ben was walking towards us, his hockey stick propped up on his shoulder, wrapped in his coat and ready to go.

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