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Ants playing football

As I sometimes do while I'm waiting for my carpool buddies to show up, I'll go outside and walk around my yard. I usually check to see if the sprinklers are providing adequate coverage to all parts of my lawn. Sometimes I just sit on the porch and prepare myself for the new day. It is always peaceful and quiet in the morning.....I love this time of day.

This morning, as I walked across the driveway, I noticed several ants in small huddles; like in football. It was fascinating. They were scattered all over the driveway, but always in these small bunches of 7 or 8, all their heads together. They looked like little ink-spot flowers. Perhaps these small clusters of ants were enjoying a friendly game of football. I wanted to play, so I grabbed the football the kids had left outside. I tossed it across the yard and waited for the ants to bring it back.

I didn't have time to find out if they would, so I decided to walk up to Chris' house, rather than wait for him to come pick me up.

As I walked along the sidewalk, I noticed groups of ants in various places along the way.....all in small huddles; just like before.

When I returned home this evening, the football I had thrown across the yard was sitting in the driveway. Coincidence? I think not......

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  1. Wow, I bet that would have been a cool game to watch. Too bad you had to go to work.

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  2. I love your blog, dude. I wish you'd get to it and write a book. It'd sell, for sure!

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