When all the leaves fell from the tall sugar maple trees in our front yard a few days ago we looked waaaaaayyy up to see a nice paper wasp's nest hanging from a very thin branch in one of them. Knowing these nests are very fragile and the wasps don't use them again, nor are they holed up inside for the winter as many believe... Dave decided to see if he could retrieve it from the tree.
When he decides to do these things I always get a little nervous picturing the big extension ladder and a 60 year old guy ( who is in great shape mind you) losing his balance and.... you get the picture don't you?
He appeared a few moments later proudly showing me his prize and calling his buddy who evidently knows how to put some type of preservative on these things so they don't fall apart. His buddy was pretty excited too and said to Dave..."Cathy will really like that to hang in her studio.... it will look real nice with the decor out there!"
Yep, it doesn't take much to excite these lumberjack fellows here in the north woods! LOL! But to tell the truth as much as I'm fascinated by these jewels of nature I'm a little creeped out by them too. I'm not particularly fond of wasps. I think there's been a few too many bee stings in my recent past to appreciate it's beauty hanging in my studio.
Here is a close-up of the layer upon layer of very thin delicate paper the wasps have made. They use bark from trees and leaves and chew it to create their masterpiece in beautiful grays, silvers, browns and taupe. There are little bits of green perhaps grass. How can one not be fascinated by the finished product these wasps call home for the summer. And to think it held up through a few storms and an early gusty fall snowstorm a couple of weeks ago.
So yes we shall admire it and marvel at nature and her mysterious ways. It will be preserved and handled gently. For now it hangs in the garage from the handle bars of a bike that has been stored hanging from the rafters for the winter. Where it will end up is anybody's guess. But I'm fairly certain it will not be gracing a corner of my wool studio.