You don’t know what you’re missing Richard Armitage!

I know, I know…there’s all that first class travel to exciting destinations in fancy socks

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and glamorous film premieres in designer duds…

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Not to mention hobnobbing with royalty..

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That is all pretty cool, but you have not truly lived until you have suited up for year two of the backyard bee bliztkrieg!  We are not talking about our apis mellifera friends either…

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No sir, the fuzzy honeybees are more than welcome Casa Obscura…pollinate, pollinate, pollinate.

In fact, there were reports of a more nefarious foe abuzz when I sent Showbiz out Sunday to mow the neighbor’s lawn.  When I looked at him sideways for leaving it half done, he answered,

“Not doing it.  BEES!” 

In the bees’ defense, they are not the invaders.  Nope.  These are wasps…yellow jackets I think…nesting in a hole in the ground in my neighbor’s yard.  This would be a problem for my neighbor if we didn’t take care of cutting the lawn for her.  If you’re not aware, yellow jackets are plenty aggressive and will happily sting several times before retreating.  They are particularly tetchy about defending their nests and will do so en masse if provoked.  Evidently, they consider the lawnmower roaring over the entry to their nest a threat and react accordingly.

Both Showbiz and Hubs were casualties of last year’s assault…multiple stings both under and through clothing.   Consequently, when I sent him out this year, the sight of any flying insect seems to have given Showbiz a flashback.  Hubs, less perturbed by stingers, has been sidelined with a bum back.  That leaves your’s truly to lead the charge.

I don’t like to be stung by insects either, but  HERBA SECARANDA EST!   So, I did some brief reconnaissance and despite identifying only one lonely bumblebee in the area, I headed out armed with my siege engines.

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That’s right, it’s a pot – my brand new canning kettle to be exact.  I used it to cover the main entrance to the apiary fortress and then proceeded to mow the area…keeping an eye out for defenders exiting through a postern gate.  Having seen nothing in the twenty minutes it took me to cut the grass, once I’d put the mower away, I went back to retrieve my pot.  I was listening for the sounds of angry buzzing and hard little bullet bodies hitting the metal sides, (and preparing to make a hasty retreat until nightfall if I heard anything).  Nothing.  Not a single bee, wasp, hornet or anything else came out of that hole.  Evidently, they have decamped since last summer.

I stand victorious!! (I’m filling that thing in with dirt this weekend so Showbiz has no further excuse!)

So there you have it everyone…to call one’s life complete, one must have skulked about in one’s yard (in broad daylight no less) mowing and then tiptoeing around a giant pot defending against a non-existent hornet’s nest.

I hardly know what excitement will come next!  

 

 

 

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13 comments on “You don’t know what you’re missing Richard Armitage!

  1. Servetus says:

    We had wasps in the house Sunday — i was so angry. Dad was like, “I just opened the screen door for a half hour or so.” It took me an hour to track them all down and get rid of them.

    Next time I’ll know to invite you over 🙂

    • obscura says:

      Begs the question to why, if there was a screen on the door, it needed to be opened doesn’t it?

      • Servetus says:

        I know, right? He was doing some potting that involved getting things from inside the house and bringing them outside and he found opening and shutting the screen door tedious. I tell ya. The things I go through for those pumpkins.

        • obscura says:

          I suppose the tedium trumps the potential of invasion for people not terribly bothered by bugs…I’m not one of these people I’m afraid.

          • Servetus says:

            I’m allergic to wasp stings. I reminded him of this (which he must know, since he was the one who went to the emergency room with me during the episode where this was discovered) and he said, well, we have Benadryl. I said, what if they built a nest in the house??

            Men.

  2. Guylty says:

    Sounds scary alright! When I hear stories like this, I am secretly glad I do not really have a proper garden/lawn. Kudos to you for braving the wasps. Girl power all the way!

    • obscura says:

      I’ll tell you – I really DO NOT like flying insects…it’s the buzzing that makes me crazy…not to mention the threat of repeated stings, but I refuse to be cowed by a bug, so out I go girded for battle 🙂

      • Guylty says:

        It’s practical thinking, too – which proves that women are just simply better at that…

      • Leigh Alexander says:

        I agree. I got stung by a wasp, and ever since I have armed myself. Your method is ingenious! In Spain, there are bee-eaters, birds that will eat them.

  3. linnetmoss says:

    You are a brave woman!

  4. Esther says:

    You’re such a superhero! 🙂 🙂

  5. I applaud your courage and resourcefulness! Bees and other flying stinging insects are not my favorites either. *shudder* One year when I was a child, we had a bee hive invasion under the 3 foot wide flower bed that ran the whole 20 foot length of our driveway. Dad tried chemicals, and even burning them out–killing his beautiful flowers that he tended so faithfully. But in the end, one more–now illegal–bug zapping chemical did the trick. Glad that your bee experience was over quickly this year. Hugs!

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