Brief Architectures

It is a Sunday afternoon and I’m quickly doing the dishes while my son is briefly enthralled by his play kitchen. It’s a typical day in Canberra, the sky is clear, the birds are singing to their mates, and a paper wasp is building a nest up in the eaves of my house. This isn’t the first nest to be built there. Years ago, I saw a different family of wasps build their nest a few rafters over. That…