Quiet Morning At The Hornets’ Nest.
All quiet at the hornets’ nest this morning; Spike was indifferent to it.
My camera was ready to shoot, so I couldn’t pass without trying to get a hornet image.
When I tap the tree trunk with my fingernail, a hornet zips from the nest entrance and banks away before flying off down the bank. About ten seconds later the hornet returns to the nest. So I watched the hornet fly down the bank, put the camera to my eye, and make myself comfortable to shoot the hornet landing back at the entrance.
The returning hornet landed on my hand! If I wasn’t looking through the viewfinder, I’m sure I would have panicked at this point – jumping up and down and flapping my arms, I expect. I couldn’t see the hornet, but I could feel it moving over my fingers. Then I think it crawled on to my camera before flying to the entrance. When the hornet landed I pressed the shutter, and this is its image. I think this might be evidence that hornets are not out to get us, and that they won’t sting unless we are perceived as being a danger to the nest, or they sense panic – don’t take my word for it, though.