Categories: uncategorized
Tags: naturalhistory
Date: 10 November 2006 19:50:46
Today I saw a wasp at the bus-stop by Waterloo Station. In London. Flying around free out of doors. In November. Level with the upper deck of a bus.
Not a sneakly little hard-to-identify near-microscopic wasp with a strange lifecycle buried inside the comforting tube of some dying flower, but a proper yellow-and-black social wasp of the sort everyone thinks of when you say "wasp".
When I was little we used to get the first frost of winter in September. I looked forward to it. I woudl go out and breathe in the cold air. Nowadays it often holds off till February
Last week, on the 4th November, I saw this butterfly indoors: