I've been looking for Cicada Killer wasps for the past week or so, but while the usual haunts of these fascinating predators have produced one or two, the numbers were way down and I was beginning to worry that maybe 2019 would be an off year. Perhaps it had something to do with the ultra-wet spring. Then, however, I walked by a hillside stretch of Wilcox Park in Westerly and any fears were dispelled. The sandy slope was awash in CKs, with the males constantly challenging each other and fighting, and the females busy digging tunnels into which they will, if they're lucky, stash a cicada that the lady has waylaid and dragged underground. On the unfortunate victim, she'll lay an egg that will hatch into a larva that will soon be dining on the cicada. It's a cruel world, a very cruel world.