Lovely weather, these days. A downpour, slight drizzle, just enough sun to dry the clothes, more drizzle, cool weather.
And then the ants decide that this weather makes outdoor living unsavoury. So with the pleasant weather, come the refugee ants. Truckloads of them from every tribe imaginable.
They are everywhere, roaming around looking for any crevices to build their homes in. I've given them enough warning to leave but they refused to budge. Occasionally, I'll invite some to a meal of terro-pco but their subsequent absence is only temporary. More will come to take over the place of the deceased.
Gaaaaaaaah!
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