Grown up in the city, I am so used to cement and tile, the clear-cut environment. After two decades of living among trees and ever-growing vegetations, I thought I’d been accustomed to the small creatures in the rural and rustic areas. But, no, I screamed when this brown ant crawled into my hiking pant. It is the fear of the unknown in the place like a jungle. Once the mystery is solved (not tick or chigger), I then noticed the ‘moving leaves’ on the ground and the ‘undercover agents’. I guess they are transporting building materials for their spring home.
The big daddy can handle a good-sized leaf while
two siblings are struggling to make inches of movement.
If not for the bite and the small scare I had, I would not have the chance to share these pictures.