BIXBY, Okla. — In Oklahoma, by late November, native butterflies have entered overwintering stage. Curled up under a hay bale, hanging onto a stalk of river cane, the chrysalis station like this until their spring transformation.

“Mesmerizing, aren’t they?” Jane Breckinridge says. Inside a humid, 80-degree flight room, she steps over a question mark butterfly sucking on a rotting pineapple. The walls and air teem with happy butterflies — at least four species, native and tropical. ×

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