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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