I do not know how many of you have had a fascination with ants like myself, since I was a kid. Ants and bees to an extent. I guess it is their organizational skills. I should have put something in the picture to show the scale of the size of this pile. 12 – 14 inches across, 8 – 10 high. Our recent warm weather in the middle of January has got them scurring. Is there something wrong with the human psyche that makes you want to go poke an ant pile? I mean if you grew up around here, we've all done it many a time, and in most cases suffered the consequences. It is amazing how an ant will climb the tall grasses to land on your socks and shoes, and suddenly 5 minutes later… Yow!

Well, in my age I have become more peaceful with nature; the Good Lord made ants for a purpose and sometimes it takes time for that purpose to shine through… Though I have never burned them one at a time with a magnifying glass; you have to have a little cruel in you to take the time to do that… I have eradicated many an ant pile in what in 99% of the cases turned out to be a futile effort. Red ants and Southern Louisiana are like red beans and rice; inseperable in most cases. I am of a mind now of live and let live, so as far as I am concerned, at least they aren't army ants from the Amazon. We got that going for us. Right…? :)

Thank you

Marc