Monday, September 08, 2008
They came last year. Claiming a patch of lawn. Spinning and banging in the air. Digging burrows and leaving piles of soil.
Some massive frigging wasps. Whoa!
This year, more arrived. Well, actually, it was probably their babies. Meet the Eastern Cicada Killer. Females sting cicadas, drag them into their burrows, and lay their eggs on the paralyzed victims. The males circle around constantly searching for emerging females to mate with. They patrol their territory and bump into anything that moves. However, unless you're another male Cicada Killer, don't worry. The males have no stingers.
I'll admit that I'm a bit belligerent toward these beasties. Cicadas sing my favorite summer song (the "locusts" buzzing in the trees). I didn't let this poor fellow in the picture be eaten alive by the wasp's maggot.
Sure, they may control the cicada population, but just to be sure I'll, um, control a few of them.