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This is an image of the bloom of a ginger plant on my patio. The ants are a requirement of the plant in order for the bloom to develop.
Please view LARGE or ORIGINAL for detail of the ants.. It's worth an extra second or two.... thanks!
Ants (Camponotus sp.) in Vwaza Marsh Nature Reserve, Malawi
Photographed during a fantastic month spent with African Bat Conservation (africanbatconservation.org/)
As always, your likes, comments and feedback are much appreciated.
Apple iPhone 7
Created with RNI Films app.
Preset 'Fuji Velvia 100F'
Just a quick shot I took and edited after finally getting the 'Ant-Man Final Battle' set recently.
Hope you enjoyed!
I can't resist spending some time around our Rose of Sharon tree when the ants are plentiful and willing to be photographed.
ants scouts cooperating with each other to form a bridge as they struggle to lift this flower to their hide
Did you know that some ants are aphid ranchers? The ants "milk" their aphid herds for a sticky, sweet substance called honeydew. They also fight off ladybugs and lacewings that attempt to eat the aphids, remove diseased aphids in order to keep the herd healthy, and move the aphids from place to place the way that a rancher moves livestock to different pastures. The next time you're fighting an aphid infestation, look carefully for ant "cowboys." If you spot them, you'll need to control for both insects at the same time, or the ants will simply move their herd on to greener pastures
After several days of cool and wet weather, today the sun came out and warmed things up. I guess the ants thought it was time to throw a Party.
Small Black ants!
During my fungi walk yesterday I came upon an almost exhausted stinkhorn. A few greenbottles wee feeding until a hornet attacked them. Then the activities of the wood ants became more obvious. I once knew someone who took a stinkhorn home for breakfast thinking it to be a morel - something she only did once.
An ant on an Orange Jewelweed blossom beside The Bradford Creek Greenway in Madison, Alabama. Taken with a 16mm extension tube on a 50mm lens.
July 4, 2018
The scene under an old and forgotten apple tree:
This ant is the only one at the forest floor-pie party, busy gnawing away at his free breakfast. It appears other critters have started if for him, and now in its state of decay, the apple is soft and juicy, just to his liking.
(a "MacroMondays" submission, theme "decay" HMM!)
Brewster, Massachusetts
Cape Cod - USA
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La famosa Isola Formica, poco più di uno scoglio al largo delle Isole Egadi, Sicilia.
Improvvisa, sorge a pelo d'acqua nel blu del Mediterraneo.
Foto dal mio archivio, buona giornata
#island #egadi #ant #formica #mediterranean #sicily #sicilia #mare #sea #oblò
A Stab of Truth to Open Eyes -
On a trail overrun with weeds, a spokesman for the microscopic climbed the beanstalk and came into view abruptly. He gesticulated with antennae to and fro, putting into words, how a giantess occupied with future worries failed to notice the mass murders she commit with feet. The one-eyed titan looked down and saw… oh, what a view. Scores of bodies were lying around, squashed and broken with defeat. The field looks like a battle scene. She sat on unsteady heels and look fixedly at the faultfinder. Except for a borrowed spike from a sea urchin and the hair whorl of Van Gogh throughout, the itty bitty was just another ant in the crowd.
“Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of ants everywhere. It’s not my fault that the teeny can’t be seen. They should shriek loud if they can down there, although I won’t be able to hear a thing up here. Only the foolish follows through a single file line and run not in all directions to get out of my way,” the cyclop mocked.
Her accuser remained calm, despite having verbal stones thrown at him. “How many times have you tripped on this trodden path?” the ant cross-examined with genuine interest.
The giantess replied with furrowed brows, “Just five minutes ago, I sprawled because an inconsiderate tortoise tent right in the middle of the road. In general, I stagger at least once a week. Why?”
“The solution is to keep your eyes held high, low on the ground bubbling with life,” the ant responded, an octave higher.
The lady goliath retorted, “I’m used to walking with my head in the clouds. What’s there to observe on the floor? The settling dusts flying up in a breeze?”
The gentle-ant went into detail, “You passed over the fabulous roadmaps made by earthworms in their earthly labor. Over there you missed the invitation of the Malayan shrews, they are sharing with anyone their party of fresh fallen donut peaches. And that meadow ant meandering leisurely with a trimming of curry leaf, he is flossing his teeth.”
Globs of awakening twirled within the iris of the tall titanic. It was the first time she realized that. Having said his piece, teeny sauntered in peace toward his homely jungle. The giantess had better appreciation for ants since and watched her step. To date she is still ironing flat the wrinkly dead leaves with elephantine tread, but instead of stomping on ants, she walks over them now. You think you can easily crush a dozen ants with one finger? Small in size they may look weak, but all it takes is one strong-minded ant to lift you off your feet.
A small ant mimic jumping spider hanging out on a leaf, for some reason i tried a BW and preferred it.
It looks like a wasp, but it is in fact an ant. Only the male is winged.
To be identified, à identifier.Genus/genre Traumatomutilla
Ant farm
Hate a lot of things
But I love a few things
And you are one of them
Hard to believe
After all of these years
But you are one of them
Walk down the street
I'm thinking:
Everybody move along
I've got a sad-hearted needing
to belong
Nevertheless
It's all the mess you made
But I can let it go
Walk down the street
I'm thinking:
Look at all the ants in a farm
I've got a sad-hearted feeling
to harm
Hate a lot of things
But I love a few things
And you are one of them
Eels
It seems the ants like to eat something sweet on the orange flowers.Macro handheld , it may not be very sharp but still interesting, shallow depth of field.