We’ve (and by that I mean my husband) been unable to split any firewood this year because a horde (a HORDE, I say!) of yellow jackets had taken up residence in one of the logs near the front of the wood pile, right near the wood splitter. The nest went so deep inside the log that our usual method of wasp-and-hornet spray didn’t work. There was no way to get the log away from the rest of the pile without risking getting stung.
Friday night, we lit the little bastards on fire.
We added a bit more gas…
We let the fire burn for about 10 minutes, then put it out and moved the piece of wood to the backyard fire pit. In the picture below, you can see smoke coming out of a hole in the log – the nest was deep inside the wood.
The Mr split the log and we enjoyed a nice mosquito-free night by the fire.
It wasn’t a horrible way to spend a Friday night, I have to say.
On a side note, I really need to stop listening to 80s music, because the moment I typed the title for this post I got this song stuck in my head. Heaven help me.