The next day, it still clung to the salvia. I was amazed and impressed that it still survived. But again, we walked on and forgot about the poor wasp's crippled state.
Then yesterday, as we toured the Wildscape, I leaned over the turk's cap and showed James a whitish powdery mildew that had collected across some of the leaves. We mulled over the residue awhile...then I spotted a paper wasp, clinging to the leaves.....
...and the puncture wound, now healed, on his abdomen. But how could this be? The same paper wasp we'd seen three days before, here, crawling and clinging to the leaves of our turk's cap....
...that stands a good 30 or so feet away from the 'Hot Lips' salvia! We were stunned. Simply stunned. And awed by his tenacity, his will to live and survive, despite his wounds and hurts, his pains. What a testimony. What a strong will to preservere!
And thus, here I write, one short ode of honor to one amazing paper wasp.
1 comment:
Nature large and small - amazing, troubling, complex, inspiring. Wonderful shots of the wasp and a great story. I also tend to do "mercy squishing" of injured insects - I'll think twice next time.
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