Four close calls with paper wasp and yellowjacket nests this past week (see "Friends, Fortune, and Flying Critters" for a couple of them) without a single sting—including one today, when my friend Paul and I, while out caching, pretty much walked right into a yellowjacket nest without mishap. Not to let such kharma persist unchecked, when we stopped at a McDonald's for lunch shortly thereafter, as soon as I opened the door, a yellowjacket zoomed in and stung me on the thumb. Fortunately, I'm not allergic to the little bastards. Now it just itches.
Among the other critters seen out and about today...