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.