Today for some reason I saw a blue wasp. Commonly, they're known as mud daubers. It was laying on my friend's patio lifeless. It made me think at first, like what the hell is that bug? I knew it was a wasp but it was metallic blue.It was creepy yet it made me wonder what it was. It was beautiful laying in the aurora of the coat of its exoskeleton lying peacefully on the outcarpet of the house. There was no signs of damage to its wings and overall it looked perfect. It was just dead. Later on in the evening when I got home I googled blue metallic wasp and I got its natural name along with some information. This specie of wasp is not like the conventional species which belong to a hive. The mud dauber lives and travels alone. It makes nests out of the abandoned nests of other wasps. Unlike other wasps this one rarely attacks humans. Another interesting piece of trivia is that this insect like others makes their nest using the dead carcass of spiders. This one in particular hounds the webs of the most deadly spider of all, the black widow spider.

The wasp lived and died alone. It was like a sad painting or an inside joke that isn't funny anymore. The picture is vivid in my head and if the carcass is still there tomorrow, I'll probably take a picture and give it a little grave. It tugged on some heart strings and it has impacted me. The blue wasp? The lonely, sad bug that spends its days fighting black widows and constructing their lonely cells for their offspring? It's no wonder you're blue.The human life is a lonely one as is the wasp's. The difference is that we are trapped in our thoughts and the wasp is trapped in survival. Nonetheless each is sad as the cruel irony of life; death is invetable. Dear Blue Wasp, my hat goes off to you.

Unknown "Wiskers" Frisky - 16 years, 10 months, 15 days ago