When I was 8 or 9 I was playing in my friends backyard. I tripped and fell onto a yellow jackets’ nest. Needless to say I was stung multiple times. For a long time after I was scared to death of bees. I’m not sure when, but I just got over it, which seems to be a trend most of my phobias have drifted into the ether. Despite that, I wasn’t about to get any closer than this(about 2 feet) although I would have loved to have gotten a macro shot of this nest.