Friday, August 7, 2015

#75 - The Sting of Death

The Wasp did only what it was mend to do with his stinger. I was admiring the flower bed at the Laundromat when the wasp attacked this worm of some sort. I tried to edge closer as the struggle continued without getting stung. But finally the worm was held down and stung often enough to paralyze it and then the wasp carried him off to nourish her future young ones.  Can't help but feel a bit sorry for the helpless worm. 

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