Hey! A Little Help Here?

This wasp, covered in pollen, was flying almost randomly around the garden before he thudded into the leaves on the oak tree. 

Maybe he'd had just too much nectar, or more likely he's at the end of the season and finding the unexpectedly sunny afternoon a bit much. It took a while before he managed to get up on top of this leaf, where he lay for a time, soaking up the sunshine.

I know the feeling.

Downstairs, the builders are finishing off the plaster boarding ready for the plasterers to arrive tomorrow - yep, Saturday! I was talking to them, and it transpires most new houses don't get plastered any more. They simply plasterboard and tape the edges then paint over it. A dying art?

I've hurt my left wrist somehow, and it's becoming evident it might be linked to the weight of the 200-600mm lens, and the way I handhold support it. I'm investigating a pistol grip... Age doesn't come alone... expect more macros!