Wishing that this year ends for the two of you without any further surprises like this.
Yikes! Something like that happened to a woman we know who lives near our cabin. When she jumped back at first sign of the yellow jackets, she tripped and broke her arm. You got away lucky.
This situation sounds like it is made to order for Luther. I bet Luther could take care of that nest in no time flat if he understood there were some grubs to be had.
Enough of these incidents and you will move up much higher on the list that is headed by the legendary Geoman himself. You weren't out there shirtless were you, being deliberately provocative, practically inviting a stinging aerial assault?
Sympathies to you and Rhonda!
Luther got scared off by a gender reveal party incident, and hasn’t been seen in these parts in at least a month. The new sheriff in town is Ferdinand, a big fellow with a taste for fruit trees and more than a passing interest in the compost bin.
And no, not shirtless, but somewhat uncharacteristically I was wearing shorts, which I won’t do when harvesting mushrooms next time. Anyway, they got a few painful hits through my shirt, so I might have to double up next time.
I recall that you have a pair of chaps that they are especially fond of.
Bad time of year for yellow jackets. They get nastier than ever as the season ends. Don't wear red, that color sets them off (bulls, too).