Thursday, August 25, 2011
We noticed this nest a couple of weeks ago, building just off the deck in a large spruce. I'm probably going to be waiting til December or so before taking some action. Ah warm August nights, now and then. Evenings we used to while away the hours playing games like capture the flag, hide-n-seek and as we got older, even kissing hide-n-seek. Those were fun nights with 20 or so kids in our backyard. One time mid-hide-n-seek, I was 'it', and everyone had scattered. One by one I captured the young, stupid kids, who liked to giggle and always hid in the obvious places: like behind the Jones' house, in the tall grass, 1/2 way down the bottle dump and even up trees. All of a sudden, I heard a (really) bloodcurdling scream that went on forever, it seemed. Off to the left, Eddie flew out of a large hole, just behind third base. This was not normal, even for Eddie. His face was bright red, his mouth open mid-scream and his pants were around his ankles. Girls or not he was streaking around our backyard being trailed by hundreds of hornets. He was yelling and slapping and we, his countless buddies, were helpless to render aid. After a minute or so the swarm dissipated, and Mom came running down the hill to his aid. Days after, we all laughed about it, and for years the image of Eddie in his tighty-whities running around the yard, every which way, was a picture we just couldn't shake. Eddie's probably looking down on me today, sitting on a stone step in front of the big candy store in the sky. He's got his stack of Mad Magazines and Archie comics at his side, an Italian 1/2 eaten and his Pepsi at the thirst-quenching ready. I'm sure swear words are flying out of his mouth (fyi- he might very well be in the WARM place) to beat the band for sharing this across the world. Sorry pal, but I just couldn't resist it, one more time. Rest easy my friend!