The warm and wet weather of the past several months has apparently provided optimum conditions for an invasion of ants. Trails of tiny creatures have gradually encircled the house, thousands of tiny feet endlessly going about their business, up and down, round and round. Because of my recent medical concerns, I was most reluctant to spray or use any insecticides, let alone call in a pest exterminator. Then the little guys decided to come inside. Just a few in the bathroom at first, followed by an invasion of the sewing room - a long trail encircling my cutting table. A few days ago, I found them in the pantry, wandering about, looking for anything unsealed. That did it! Enough is enough! I called our friendly local pest guru.
Today a nice young man arrived, sprayed the outside of the house, and installed some interesting "honey" traps in pantry and sewing room. Ant consternation has been the order of the afternoon. The forces are being decimated, their lines of attack interrupted, and piles of dead-uns began to build near the traps.
We went out for a few hours, and on return were surprised to find the dead had been removed, and the lines of ants almost vanished. I give up: where did they go? and what happened to the bodies??
It's all full-blown excitement in the Red Cardinal nest!!
Remember the Monet-esque bouquet which came weeks ago?
These carnations were part of it, and are still going strong.
Amazing resilience, particularly with all those ants on the prowl ...
It is 5 weeks today since my surgery, and while still a bit sore and sorry,
(particularly from Heavy Duty Massage inflicted by enthusiastic Physiotherapist), I am keen to get back to normal living.
Like driving, and wearing my preferred clothing.
I googled "post-mastectomy fashion" for inspiration, but all I found was information on bras and swimsuits.
For the moment, I have to wear a post-surgery bra with a soft breast form filled with toy/cushion filling. Which pops upwards in a perky fashion entirely at odds with my age and the other side.
The temporary solution seems to lie in concealment.
Trailing scarves are being flung about with abandon,
and I bought this this one at Sportsgirl:
Made an apple cake for the weekend:
Hope yours is a good one!