It's also the dry time. This early in our southern Spring, we may get cloud cover but rarely results in rain.
So this is when I remove unwanted ants. I hate doing this chore but without it, the amount of ants that visit can literally take a home off it's cement block and move it like the slaves did to pyramid blocks.
Even if I spray and clean, the ant bodies that die along the patio strip are in the millions and multi-millions. In a week, they pile up to dark dusty masses. But the granules ended that ant compilement. In one way, you might say the granules are "ant-i suicide". Ha....
Not far from the premises, I watch new mounds emerge by the swale and out the back behind the fence. The ants have made new escape routes. That's ok with me.
Meanwhile, it's the time I get to reacquaint myself with my backyard and native floridian plants.
