traipsing thru our uncut lawn after paparazziing daffodils, i passed what i thought was a mound of dirt. it seemed a bit odd as it wasnt there the day before...and who leaves random clumps of dirt in the back yard. i have not yet begun gardening and no plant-repottage had occurred as of that moment.
upon closer inspection, the ground was writhing with ants!
looking at this picture again i am equally nauseated and horrified. are they preparing for battle? seeking out our kitchen for a new year of invasion? attacking and horrifically dismembering something?
needless to say, i didnt stick around to see. i shrieked like a little girl and ran into the house, locking the door behind me. cos everybody knows, ants cant pass locked doors. ...or is that vampires?