My 2018 moth trapping season came to an abrupt end when I walked outside to find the trap crawling with 30 very active wasps. I hate wasps. I have a gas-powered fear of them that I’ve been chipping away at but that still won’t budge. And under those wasps? Just three moths: two silver Ys and a Blair’s shoulder knot, the latter (thank god for small fuzzy mercies) new for the garden and a shining beacon amidst the horror of that morning.
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