This was still the season where flying creatures were in abundance to pollinate plants. As a result, my sickle pear tree bore an abundance of fruits. Just as they were ready for harvest, hornets visited my yard. They pierced a hole in each pear! I could not bring myself to pick them for my husband and me and the neighbors; who knows what the hornets left behind. Shaken by wind and scampering squirrels, the rudely injured pears fell and covered the ground. They rotted and the ground was coated with a sugary substance. In time, the rotting pears and sugary substance disappeared into earth, leaving hardly a trace. The following spring the grass beneath the pear tree was yellowish instead of the usual green. Strange, the hornets have not come again. Flying creatures were scarce last year and there were few pears.
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