A wasp taught me about the hostile face of nature.
In our relationship with nature it is easy to get complacent, to see nature as a cuddly safe thing. Nature reminded me that it has a hostile ugly side when a wasp stung me in the face a few weeks ago. Walking through my town a drunk wasp crashed into my face, then launched an attack punching my face with two stings before I killed it. This was the period in the year when wasps become unemployed from their nests, spending their final months feasting on fermented fruit, which gets them drunk and aggressive.
A polar bear is cute and cuddly, hugging one is likely to result in severe injury or death to self. Though I am a passionate fanatic of nature, I treat nature with the respect it demands, or face the negative consequences of disrespect.