Girl of my dreams

This large hornet—which it appears is not a true hornet at all—turned up this afternoon. They are just about the only insect I see on the snowberry blossoms all the time. She was a bit tuckered and stopped to clean her eyes and rest. This isn’t the best macro. It was as close as I could get though and even that was quite therapeutic. You can read more about why by clicking on the picture. Maybe someday I’ll be jamming the lens into another vespa’s face but not today.