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A gatekeeper takes an erratic hovering flight over the meadow flowers . . .

. . . and settles down on a creeping thistle.

Hoverflies prefer the open flowers of the dog daisies.

The wasp's flight zigzags, like Zorro slashing the air with his rapier.

A large bumblebee ponderously examines the top of a flower of spear thistle while a smaller bee dashes in and checks out the sides of the flower.

This fly with quivering antennae settle on my page. It's of beetle-like proportions.

Looks like the wasp has met its match as it suddenly stops and hangs from a web strung across the flower buds of nipplewort.

But it's not the spider that wraps the wasp: it's the wasp that grabs the spider and, in a minute or two of grappling with it, flies off. (Apparently with the spider but I glanced down at my drawing at that moment).