Saturday 3 December 2016

Life of endless slavery for ants

Published 28/11/2010 | 05:00

I HAD noticed the ants beneath a fence where a pathway had been scoured by sudden rain and rivulets had run their course and dried out.

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The ants were moving steadily in regular lines like conveyor belts, going towards and coming from three small openings in the soil.

One stream was carrying, individually, minute pieces of faded leaf into what was probably the main nest, as the emerging creatures, having deposited their loads, were setting off again, on an endless cycle, to become beasts of burden once more.

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