I rudely evicted what seemed like hundreds of
ants from a cozy piece of firewood I was chopping today.
It was a Gulliver
like moment where I felt briefly rotten for causing such a huge housing
problem for this little colony of ants.
That feeling lasted about 10 seconds and was quickly deleted with the
help of our roaming chicken and her appetite for all things small and
insect like. The warm fire in the wood stove also went a long way in
soothing my ant guilt.