Since the day we moved in, the kids noticed that we had a huge, wasp/bee nest in one of the trees in the backyard. The begged and pleaded to throw rocks, sticks or balls at it. I very sternly said, um, NO WAY ON EARTH! Who knows how many creatures of the stinging variety live there. You remember the movie "My Girl?" Oh my goodness I remember watching that movie when I was younger and seriously bawled and bawled when the boy gets stung by the bees and dies. Anyway, back to my point...last night we had a wind/rain storm. As we were eating breakfast the kids noticed that the hive had fallen out of the tree and was laying on the lawn. I went out cautiously. I'll be honest. I don't like bees or wasps or hornets. Doesn't matter which. I hate them all.
What was left on the ground was just the outside of the darn thing. I looked up and found that:
Gives me the shivers. It looks abandoned and for that I'm thankful. I can't even imagine how many hundreds on buzzing things lived/built that! Kind of cool, but I'm wishing that it was hanging in someone else's tree.
6 comments:
Oh geez. You gave me the heebie creepies. (And yes, I bawled and bawled too during that movie. And I was on a date. Awkward.)
You saw "Hunger Games," right? Your big beehive reminds me of the tracker jacker nest. Ewww...
That thing is so big, You should cut it down and let the kids take it to school, they all love that kind of thing :)
oh yes I'm with you. cool too look at - like in a book or on a website. looking at it in real life would give me creepy crawly feelings. yuck.
Ugh.... I thought we only had big, nasty, scary things in Texas! (it is pretty amazing at the same time!)
Ack! Those pictures gave me the shivers! I'm allergic to bee stings and I've never felt too kindly towards bees or hornets.
But here's a funny story:
Once, we had a hornet's nest on our house. My Dad decided to knock it down by himself. He wore long jeans, big boots, a thick jacket, and gloves. He didn't know what to put over his head...until he saw my brother's werewolf mask. So, on the mask went.
We were very interested to see what was going to happen as the hive was destroyed. So, we all piled into my Dad's truck with the windows rolled up and the doors locked, of course (as if a hornet could get in whether the doors were locked or not).
Well, my Dad knocked the nest down and then he immediately started running around flailing his hands in the air as the hornets attacked him. We, of course, all started screaming like banshees inside the truck. I mean, it looked pretty scary to see a werewolf crazily running around waving his arms!
It turns out that the reason my Dad started running around was because he had every inch of himself covered...except the eye holes in the werewolf mask. And one little ingenious hornet found his way inside the eye hole and stung my Dad on the bridge of his nose!
Ouch!
If you ever do anything with your hornet's nest in the future, wear a suit of armor and spray it down with a power hose from a good distance away just to be safe!
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