There is a mean-looking wasp sitting on the arm of an empty teak chair in my backyard patio. Every day the wasp visits. Why does it keep landing on the chair?
I want answers.
I live in a small town, at least spatially, in Greater Boston. The town is 5.5 square miles with 42,000 residents and an abundance of tiny, often unseen critters lurking in its yards—yards measured in square feet, not acres.
With a couple chairs and a few flowers, a small suburban oasis was created on the patio.
But those wasps…and these tiny spiders that seem to jump into thin air? What else is living around me?
I need answers.
The camera provides an up-close peak at my fellow patio dwellers whose respective behaviors pique my curiosity and intrigue me.
Whether planting a single flower or large garden—I discovered you won’t have to travel far to find interesting neighbors if I look close enough.
If you plant it, they will come.