I decided to sweep the back deck today, or a part of it, at least, and I wanted to put the umbrella back into the glass-topped table. Mr. kenju took it out last week when we had a threat of thunderstorms with hail and 58 mile per hour winds; he laid it on the deck, wedged in between the posts and the table.
Picking it up off the deck, I decided I had better lean it up against the house and clean the table first. Something fell out of the umbrella, and I saw a few ants. I shook the umbrella post on the deck and out fell hundreds of huge black ants and at least 1,000 eggs. Gross was not a strong enough word for it! I quickly put the umbrella out in the grass below the deck, intending to wash it later today when it is not so blessed hot. Then I had to sweep all the ants and their eggs off the deck. The eggs cooperated, but the ants kept climbing back onto the deck looking for their babies. I almost felt something akin to sympathy for the little mothers, but then common sense took over and I set about sweeping them furiously and with a vengance! Have you had a bug encounter lately?
P.S. This is not my photo. As usual, I got it off the web.