Vagrants

I was on the verandah yesterday and thought, "That's an odd-looking wasps' nest."

I have been on patrol against the paper wasps lately. Shelby the dog was stung and had an allergic reaction that sent her to the vet. Of course, she will chase and snap at them.

It was no nest but a little brown bat that decided the porch rafters were a place to sleep while planning worldwide domination.

Meanwhile, the woods around the house are suddenly quiet. The black-headed grosbeaks have departed. Gone, just like that.