White Socks Wasp
These are usually much earlier to the bees nest, to lay their eggs.
Maybe it was just born, a little out of season perhaps. It’s getting too cold now for their outdoor survival.
I’d get back in the nest and wait for spring, if I were her. But that’s not the way of things here, life must be lived.
© Mark Berkery ……. Click on the picture for a closer look
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A delight. I hope it survives winter.
I have an Insect Hotel here that I love to keep an eye on. A little insect (wasp? bee?) has moved permanently into one of the holes, blocking off everything but a small opening with mud. I can see her little behind or sometimes her little face peering out. She ignores me.
I’ve decided she must be hibernating through the cold weather as she’s there each time I check.
I often see the faces of creatures in small holes around the place, or their comings and goings if it’s warm enough. It has been reported we are in for a dry warm winter, so hibernations might be short if there’s food about.
She is absolutely exquisite.
Indeed, each a unique creature.
Intriguing! We have similiar species here that come to lay there eggs into the wild bees nests. Here the season has just begun.
It’s a regular metropolis, these bees nest sites.
It is! Today it was a party of parasitoides overhere. When you look into their eyes they are charming guys too. Undecided.
There are no ‘bad’ guys in nature, just guys and gals doing what they are built to do. Unreservedly playing their part.
You are absolutely right! From time to time I tend to categorize them, but what I wanted to say is that they are as charming as all the other insects people finde more sympathetic on first sight like butterflies etc.
Well, I don’t let the bad cat eat the lovely green frogs. They don’t anyway, but …
We have these small native rats that live in the nature around, sweet little things that can be seen at times jumping around the tree branches, they are mostly vegetarian – they eat insects too. But they became bad little rats when the grey/brown sewer rat turned up, three times the size, and forced the little ones to seek refuge in the nooks and crannies of the old wooden house I live in. They turned up because the next door neighbours neutral chickens were on an auto feeder for two weeks while the bad humans were on holiday. And so, there was a short time there I had to deal with all the bad players hereabouts. But it’s all good now.
Thank god it’s all in the mind. And then it’s evicted. :-)
There’s a way to stop thinking, judging …
Interesting how we can change bad to good and good to bad in a minute ;-) It is said that humans can think (I heard so ;-), but we are fast in judging. Doing it all the time with everything and everyone….you are right, there is a way, but too many people find the other way easier. Nature is a good teacher all the time! Good to listen to it.
Gotta do what we gotta do. All paths eventually lead to conscious self negation … only looks mad to the uninitiated, or the doubtful. Nature’s place is the pure – uncontaminated by thinking – sense of it.
I am grateful for the good without an opposite. An almost invisible, non existent good.
Nature is always good for an allegory and I like your explanations about it. Thanks Mark.
Ha … I do my best, to an unseen audience at times.
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