Wasps!

Yes, boys and girls, that is a wasp nest you see up there next to a rafter under the eave on the front of my house. And I have found three more similarly located at the back of my house. Needless to say, I’m not spending too much time outside in close proximity to these things.

Tomorrow I’m getting two cans of wasp and hornet spray that supposedly shoot a stream of their poison a distance of over twenty feet.

I remember growing up that my Dad would fill a can with gasoline when we found similar nests on the family home, and he’d hand it to me saying, “Get right up close to it, Roscoe, and throw the gasoline on the nest.” Sometimes he’d then set fire to a rag and toss it on the nest. Yeah, that killed them alright. But I don’t want to get that close to them now.

For the life of me, I can’t remember how we avoided setting fire to the house doing that. Dad did have his ways.