No, not zombies.
This past Saturday, the weather got stupid and zoomed up into the 70s, which totally confused all the wasps in hibernation. They woke up, thought YAY, it's spring, and came roaring out to inundate our front porch and yard.
I swear, it was like a convention. They were everywhere. And we don't just have regular wasps down here, oh no. We've got those huge red angry mutant suckers with their back legs dangling down about a mile. Ugh. You do not want to get stung by that. Trust.
Thank God it's back to being 42 degrees this morning and we can get to our cars without running through a war zone.
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