On Thursday I saw this inch-long hornet on the pavement at an intersection near my house. I wouldn't want to be stung by one - my three experiences with hornet stings, by much smaller hornets, have been enough, thanks. You can watch them in action here.
What I didn't realize is that this was an omen of things to come. Later that night I woke up to the sound of this charming lady:
It happened last night too, though the latest one is still at large. Considering - at least in my area - that they seem to go through a resurgence in October or November, it seems like its going to be a long spring-summer-fall.
By the way, my most memorable moment with hornets was when my father climbed up to the eaves of our house at night and cut a 6-8 inch diameter nest down, dropping it into a paper bag. His plan to consume the bag in a large fire was delayed when he realized he'd forgotten to bring matches, so he walked into the house to get some - along with the paper bag full of very angry, buzzing hornets.
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