This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 14.3.2015 at 11:47
"The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah..."


Whoever wrote that song did not see the ants swirling by the hundreds, if not thousands, at the base of a  tree in my back yard. At first sight I could have sworn it was a pool of boiling oil or tar. "The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah..." Whoever wrote that song did not see the ants swirling by the hundreds, if not thousands, at the base of a tree in my back yard. At first sight I could have sworn it was a pool of boiling oil or tar.
14.3.2015 at 11:47