Mystery Macro

Three of us went out blackberry picking this morning so I armed myself with thick gloves, ratchet secateurs and a walking pole with handle.  The others took ice-cream tubs and filled them both.  I cleared the path.

I have been nurturing this for a couple of weeks now having saved a green caterpillar from climbing up the dining room window to turn itself into a chrysalis where it would have been "got at" by a predatory wasp.  I was looking forward to seeing it turn into a Little White Butterfly, but what does it do, it hatches whilst I'm not around.  So the mystery remains and all I'm left with is an empty shell.