Empty Nest

My arachnophobia took a backseat when I realized that this thing that I was touching in the darkest reaches of the attic crawl space was NOT a trash bag full of left over cellulose insulation. No, no, no, my friends! It was a paper wasp nest. Stand up, raise your arms over your head and form an "O". That's about the size of it. Fortunately it was vacant.