I was sitting in the garden reading one day when this extremely persistent wasp appeared. I don’t like killing things – even stinging insects so I brushed it away. It disappeared for a while and then returned. I brushed it away again, and again, and again…and it just kept coming back. Since it seemed determined to be there I decided to take a picture of it. Once I’d taken the picture it flew away, never to return. Must have been just coincidental – right?

I liked the way the picture came out. The ridged surface of our patio table looks to me a little like waves. The wasp is a bit fuzzy, but then not everything needs to be in focus.