It takes a busy ant to sing a busy song


We were so into the nature preserve that we couldn't just go in to have dinner at the table. We brought our sandwiches, apple, carrot sticks, and tortilla chips out to our front steps and ate as we watched some people fly kites at the park across our street. We couldn't help but marvel as some of the ants that scurried around our feet hauled off food bits four times their own size. We watched crumbs of our bread go over the dry, brown lawn in undulating waves. It was the messy kind of picnic those ants will be talking about for hours, I'm sure.
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