So the ants showed up and ruined the fun.
Looking out the patio window, from my perch on the couch, at a hummingbird hovering over the feeder, wondering why it didn’t dive in and take a sip, I got up and saw ants covering the patio chair, marching up to the feeder.
After sending the ants on to their great reward with insecticide, I retrieved the feeder, relegated it to the never to be used again pile.
How’d they find the sugar water so fast? Climbed all the way up to my second floor patio they did.
Earlier in the day, busy working on that never ending needlepoint project, I remembered today was the day of Activity Director’s bingo session.
I wasn’t going to go down to the Community Room, check to see how many showed up, but curiosity got the best of me.
I didn’t know what to expect — having not seen Activity Director since the March 2020 shutdown, but hearing bad things about her lately.
Today must have been a good day for her, because she was in a jolly mood — all smiles, patient, and shouted a surprised "SHIRLEY!" when she noticed me — like she was glad to see me.
"Still alive", said I in response.
Today was also Pizza Tuesday and this time, there were pizzas on the counter for residents.
Residents were coming and going just for pizza, while twelve of the usual suspects showed up to play bingo.
Nothing looked worth having on the prize table, yet I decided to stay and play.
Missing from the lineup was the Talker, the woman with the jar of buttons, the Seer and two or three other regulars.
I was not wearing my lucky shirt so, out of 9 games, I won not one time, and came thisclose to winning the Blackout game on two cards.
I wasn’t disappointed at not winning anything, because I'd have been hard pressed to select a prize from the table since there wasn’t anything that grabbed my attention.
The Baker came in shortly after Game 1 — looking all banged up from her recent fall, but at least mobile.
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She said she had been preparing to take her dog Fancy out for a walk, her shoe seemed to stay in place, stuck to the floor as she took a step and down she went banging and bruising her side as it hit the edge of the couch, then falling forward, hurting her left hand as she instinctively put it out in front of her to stop the fall, then banging her head into the floor.
Hasn’t slowed her down one bit.
Took a Licking, Kept on Ticking and will probably be baking soon.
Ouch!
ReplyDeleteAnts are both devious and resourceful, a dangerous combination.
ReplyDeleteThey sound very human like
DeleteToo bad about the hummingbird feeder and the ants. Looks like The Baker got some nasty bruises from her fall. Glad it hasn't slowed her down though!
ReplyDeleteWe need ant eaters around here instead of those pesky lizards.
DeleteBummer about the ants. I tried petroleum jelly on the Sheppard's hook holding the feeders, and on the wooden fencing where another hook was attached. That helped for about 2 weeks. Some expensive feeders have an anti-ant part. One with a water cup above the feeder didn't stop them either. I sprayed insecticide on the ground which helped. Wonder where the others were at for Bingo. Linda in Kansas
ReplyDeleteI may try a different kind of feeder. Something that hangs over and away from the balcony. See what happens. Not sure if others stayed away because they have issues with Activity Director or just forgot.
DeleteI never understood how ants find their way to things not on the ground. Do they smell it or something?
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to figure that one out myself.
DeleteThe Baker is bruised but smiling - a good sign. Those ants have a way of spoiling things.
ReplyDeleteDon't they though.
DeleteThe baker looks like a kind person and we know how generous she is- just like you are. Sweet photo, may she heal fast.
ReplyDeleteNicest woman in the complex.
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