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| A monumental battle between two ant colonies that went on for five DAYS. |
I know the nursery rhyme indicates that boys are made of slugs and snails and puppy dogs’ tails and the girls are sugar and spice and everything nice. Lately, however, my girls could be categorized under either.
With the warm weather and rain we’ve been receiving there has been a burst of insect activity. The poor horses are stamping away stable flies, mosquitoes and noseeums and the bees are waging war with ants trying to steal their honey.
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| It looks like a slug gave birth on my rake handle… |
Every leaf in the garden has a hole or two from a fat slug.
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| Watching the ants fight. |
Fortunately, the girls are not squeamish about slimy, slithery, creepy creatures. If they find a slug, snail, dead bee, caterpillar, rolly polly or earthworm, it’s bound to end up as a “pet” in an empty peanut butter jar.
Fine by me. We can use all the help controlling the insect population that we can get.
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| Claire’s new “pets.” |
