I heard a most horrifying and disturbing sound this morning. This is predicated on two distinct observations: (1) the mother hen I’ve been seeing around my place (the one that has been waking me up in the morning) had a brood of five chicks. Recently I’ve only been seeing four, and I’ve been wondering what happened to the fifth. (2) A neighborhood cat has been stalking my backyard.
The sound occurred fairly early. Continue reading “Backyard conflict”
The last three weeks, my house has been besieged by ants. (Not overly surprising since I live in a village named Ordot (literally: “ants”).)
As of today, in inundation seems to have ended. Lying around the house now are little shriveled ant corpses.
If you want to know what the Apocalypse looks like, this is it. The last few remaining individuals, desperately trying to find food for the colony, working themselves to death. Pushing themselves until they literally fall in their paths.
I’m sure there is a metaphor for human habits in there somewhere, but by the gods if I don’t have the wherewithal or mental fortitude to pick it out right now.
I’m writing this post from the airport!