Sitting on the hotel terrace and sipping my drink, I am watching a caterpillar exploring a nearby planter. It is teeming with pansies of different colors. The caterpillar is quite a sight, too. It has a bright red head, four yellow spots on its back, and long antennae in both front and back. As it goes around, it occasionally tastes the edges of leaves young and old. Apparently, none would do. And so it keeps exploring the planter in vain. At some point I realize that it must have fallen off one of many chestnut trees on the terrace. The wind is pretty strong, and it comes in surprising gusts. The caterpillar is looking for chestnut leaves, of course. Nothing else would do. I do my best to pick it up and put it on one of the closest trees, but it would not let me. It squirms away over and over again. In the end, it hides between the pansies so successfully that I give up my search. Yet another squandered attempt to help innocent creatures of this earth.