I stumbled, and dropped the cube on his nose, which put an end to the photo session. The wasp hid under the door sill.
Not to waste my damp sugar cube, I put it on a shelf outside, to see what other insects might be attracted to it. A moth, perhaps?
Later, when I looked, someone else had come up with the same idea; a spider was laying in wait on that sugar cube.
|Sugar cube spider|
|Zooming in, while she waited on the shady side of the cube.|
Great minds think alike, they say.