My figs are getting ripe too fast, and the battalion of wasps that have invaded my yard are getting to them faster than me.  For every wonderful, delicious fig I am able to grab off my tree, the wasps have already devoured five.  The worst part?  I can’t find the giant nest these guys have to be coming from.  They must be commuting from another part of town.

This guy was so big that I could actually hear him tearing into the fig!  And he could hear me each time I snapped a picture.  When he would hear the camera go off he would stop and look at me, I half expected him to start defending his territory.  Damn wasps.

UPDATE: My friend Tommy just informed me that this thing chowing down on my figs is actually a hornet.  What’s the difference between a hornet and a wasp you ask?  I have no idea, but the lovely folks at Mental Floss have a nice little article on the subject.