Yesterday's discovery was an exceedingly artful mimic of a hornet; today's find is the genuine item... and the long anticipated arrival of one of my favorite insects. The first place I ever encountered the Cicada Killer Wasp was at Amos Lake where the grassy hillside gives way to the sand in the playground area. The enormous wasps are famous for their tunneling abilities, and as I watched, several females were busy digging into the slope to build nursery nests into which they'd drag a parasitized cicada, lay an egg on the comatose insect, seal up the nest, and then leave their offspring to dine at leisure: nature at its Stephen King best. The Cicada Killers are still at it at Amos Lake, but in the past couple of years, I've found an even better hillside. It's at Wilcox Park in Westerly, and today, for the first time, the nest area was alive with newly emerged adult wasps getting ready for the hunting and reproduction business. This should be fun to watch... macabre, to be sure, but fun, nevertheless.