Awww, the little red ants carried all of the corpses out of the nest and made piles of them, heaps even, around the entrances.
This will never do. A much bigger soak on that nest, as best I can tell, killed them all this time. I'll keep my eye on 'em, though.
The nest by the driveway -- a big soak, but I still saw activity today. Same thing with the one by the garage. It's hard to soak 'em down to the queen.
Maybe, though, I will have annoyed them enough to make 'em migrate.
Oooh, I sprayed weeds in my driveway cracks with some high-octane vinegar (plus orange oil, plus a surfactant; purchased from the organic gardening store) and they turned brown! Cool! All-natural death. Of course, the driveway smells like salad now, but that's okay.
Spent a long weekend moving slowly -- did some schoolwork (not enough), some housework (not enough), some yardwork (not enough), some recreational reading, played games with friends (too much), and wrote some (not enough).
Ahh well. If I get those school chapters read this week, I can do the assigments Saturday again and still be on track. This last Saturday, though, the discrete math assignment took _way_ too much time. Darn it. And several questions in the assignment had nothing to do with the book, so that was confusing.
I'm kinda between projects at work right now, but that's changing quickly I'm sure.
Doing a little bit of jewelry repair and fiddling in the shop, so that's fun.
And I've been pestering Richard about his American Ballroom Dance book... to ghost it for him, because I think it needs to be published. At least, I want a copy.