So I was trimming the bushes around the house. Pretty normal right? Well I was cutting, and my 14-year-old would take all the clippings and throw them out back (I'm making a compost pile). That was going surprisingly well, that is until I cut this one branch and found this:
Lucky for me they were feeling ill from the cooler weather, and did not perceive me as a threat. But my daughter was looking for the next one, and the next one, thus slowing me down. The "next one" never came, but that was a close call.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Wasps
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