This is a true story – Yesterday, I needed to get a bag of spices out of an overhead cupboard. To do so, I just had to take out a plastic bin that contained all that sort of stuff. Well, there was a large bag of dry chick peas laying on top. The bag went flying and the floor of the van was literally covered with chickpeas. I remained calm while Dale said very bad things outside. There are 2 small rugs in the van, which I rolled up and took outside after which I swept up all the chick peas I could find and tossed them in the garbage.
Thinking biodegradable/organic I decided just to flick the rugs and let the chick peas fly on the grass, also thinking the morning birds would eat them up. It was late afternoon.
I went out after dark and happened to look in the direction of the scattered chick peas. You could hardly see them for ants. Zillions of ants. Chick peas were moving along the ground – a single chick pea is much much MUCH bigger than an ant. I could see some ants just munching away at the stone hard chick peas. There is quite heavy dew here and I wondered what overnight magic that would work.
In the morning I went out and, I swear on my mother’s grave, there was not a hint of chick peas anywhere to be seen. Dale said he heard some birds on the ground – surely they would have enjoyed something. Could those ants have carried away/eaten all those chick peas?
I was planning to borrow a rake in the morning to rake the chick peas off to the edge of the park or just rake them up and toss them. Totally unnecessary. The ants took care of everything. The marvels of nature here in the tropics.