Friday, August 1, 2014


I was sitting beside our little front yard pond with my ridiculously creative friend The Aardvark and his son, talking about our respective businesses, dealing with manipulators, plants, the strange heresies of modern Christianity, the merits of cigars from various nations, infant baptism vs. Believer's baptism, the dangers of radioactivity in sushi, etc.

Suddenly I spotted something weird in the pond.

It was a wolf spider dragging a mud dauber wasp across the surface... or wait... no... the wasp! The wasp was dragging the wolf spider!

I think the little gal had stung more than she could carry because she kept climbing to the top of a stand of water chestnuts, then falling down again.

Can you see her in the reeds?

Let's get closer:

And even closer:

That's a brave little wasp to have hunted down a spider three times her size. Kind of reminds me of Rachel.

Though I like having plenty of spiders on my homestead, I don't begrudge the occasional loss to one of our plentiful wasps.

After all, wasps are my friends!

It's nice to simply sit outside and observe the many natural interactions in my food forest.

From frogs to birds, millipedes to earthworms, armadillos to owls, butterflies to gopher tortoises... we have a very happening homestead. Build it and they will come!

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At August 1, 2014 at 7:45 AM , Blogger jean said...

Ha! Does Rachel know you said that? I like spiders around, too. Even a few in my house. They take down the bugs I don't want in my house. That wolf spider and wasp confrontation would have been interesting to watch before one lost the battle.

At August 1, 2014 at 10:59 AM , Anonymous Kate said...

That's a spider wasp. The spider probably wasn't dead yet, just paralyzed. She'll take it to her burrow, lay an egg in it, and once the egg hatches, the baby wasp will eat the spider from the inside out. I get them in my yard all the time and have been known to rescue a paralyzed wolf spider or two.

At August 1, 2014 at 2:01 PM , Blogger David The Good said...

Nice! I know mud daubers do the same thing... I'm trying to nail down a Latin name now.

How long did it take your paralyzed rescuees to recover?

At August 1, 2014 at 2:01 PM , Blogger David The Good said...

Rachel wasn't sure if she appreciated being compared to an arachnophagic stinging insect...

At August 4, 2014 at 10:36 AM , Anonymous Kate said...

Around fifteen or twenty minutes, I'd guess.

At August 4, 2014 at 10:43 AM , Blogger David The Good said...

That's not bad at all... I would've expected a day or more.


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