Last summer, Shiloh noticed some busy hornets outside the window.
I traced them back to this nest, high in our basswood tree. I spent hours watching them build up the nest all summer. It was fascinating how they built it, and it was a thing of beauty. I wanted to see the inside of it, but didn't feel like getting stung by hundreds of angry hornets, so I waited impatiently for the first good freeze of winter so I could knock it down.
Finally, the day arrived, and I went outside to get the nest. First, I brought Sarah a big icicle.
It was very difficult to knock the nest down, because it was so high up in the tree, but I finally got it. It's an amazing work of architecture, inside and out.
For some reason, the cats were extremely interested in it too.