Wasp

My husband recognized that I could use some photography therapy, and encouraged me to go out on my own for awhile this morning.  I was looking forward to having the garden to myself, with only the chirping and buzzing to keep me company.  Apparently the dahlia garden volunteers gather on Saturday mornings to tend to the plants.  They do a fantastic job, and provide a wonderful service for flower lovers, but do they have to do it while playing loud rock music?  The organizer provided the boombox and likes his hard rock loud.  Oh well, I was happy to be there and managed to tune it out.