Where The Little Bastards Live

Normally, I'm pretty tolerant of bugs, and leave them to their own devices whenever I can. On this occasion, I think I'll make an exception.

I discovered this nest of what I'm pretty sure are bald-faced hornets (there's one visible right by the entrance) the hard way, while mowing the lawn. One of them stung me on the cheek, and I'm sure the neighbors had a good laugh at me having a nice little freak-out. It still hurts.