All that for Naught

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects. —Robert Heinlein

In the last few days, I’ve had reasons to travel across Main Street and going north a bit to the local Walgreen’s.
This is a distance of about 6/10ths of a mile, so I figure it’s just as easy to walk on sidewalk as it is to pace the treadmill.
The tendons in my left foot say otherwise.

During today’s walk home, I came upon the scene in the picture. click on it for a broader view

I looked behind me, nobody was coming along the sidewalk, so I took my camera out of my bag, squatted down and got a couple shots.
That poor worm must have gotten lost during the rain this morning.
The ants were ecstatic about their find.
I can just imagine the foreman barking orders.

I looked up to see a jogger on his way, so I had to stand up and move aside.

As he passed, his running shoe came down right in the middle of the area the ants were working in.

I didn’t have the heart stomach to take a picture of the devastation.

Ain’t I blessed to have time to watch ants on a worm?

~~love and Huggs, Diane

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2 Responses to All that for Naught

  1. momma says:

    Did you get that funny feeling that it was like watching a cartoon. Of course the jogger was destined to step in the middle of the activity because that is what happens in situations like this. Also thank you for skipping the after picture. There isn’t a one among who can’t picture in their mind the results of this disaster. I’m kidding you of course!!!!!

  2. MrsDoF says:

    Cartoon? well, silent film, or it coulda been a video for You Tube.

    It was all over so quick that I felt I should have some kind of reminder.

    Little things saying “Well, ya never know” ya know?

    Life goes on . . .