Lord, clear my misted sight that I
From “Edward Taylor’s “Upon a wasp chilled with cold”.
May hence view Thy divinity,
Some sparks whereof thou up dost hasp*
Within this little downy wasp
This one died in the heat of the moment as it were but the camera has caught what Taylor saw in this insect.
Social, scrumper of orchards, plague of al fresco dining, woodcrafters, general pollinators, raider of spiders’ larders and pest controllers.
Yes, all except the Queens will be dead by the end of summer and so the UKs Big Wasp Survey starts August 25th – September 8th – Click to Register
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