.........although I think 'Bitchin' with Cathy' works really well too. And my family would also tell you that 'Bitchy Cathy' is unfortunately a very real phenomenon.Perhaps some of you may remember a past post where I described my loathing for crows: Little_Black_Bombs and my announcement via my Christmas letter of organizing S.C.A.T. - - - Send Crows Away Totally.
I now have another issue regarding nature: ANTS. Those scurrying zig-zagging, darting black army of dots. Yeah, they have a certain cuteness factor, and yeah, they are relatively harmless but the same thing can be said for Alvin and the Chipmunks and I want to stomp them into submission ............ or at least make them mute. (And no, this is definitely NOT a politically correct blog).
My yard seems to be the number one travel destination of ants. They are everywhere. Marching up the apple tree's trunk, blanketing the ivy, setting up perimeters along the sidewalks. And while my research indicates that they are generally harmless they do engage in a complex and fascinating relationship with aphids.* The aphids suck the sap out of various plants and I despise anything that aids them in this behaviour.
The ants have now advanced on one of my fuchsia hanging baskets. These baskets are quite beautiful and very full and the branches are really quite long. So long in fact that some of the flowers reach down past the porch rail. The ants have taken this as an invitation to organize themselves to climb up the porch post, along the rails, and onto my plant.
This is war.
My weapons of mass destruction?
Liquid ant poison, powder ant poison, ant traps, and ant spikes.
Those malevolent little black scuttling commas seem to barely make a retreat before they are back stronger and mightier than before.
If only crows had a penchant for devouring ants..........................
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