If you’ve never stopped to observe the ferocity and complexity of an ant war— I strongly suggest you reconsider. It is fascinating watching the mostly females, yes females—do battle. Check out this time-lapse of an ant war that I took— that took hours and hours until my battery died— while complimented with some words Henry David Thoreau from a passage, “The Battle of The Ants.” [♪ somber string music ♪] “It was the only battle which I have ever witnessed, the only battle-field I ever trod while the battle was raging; internecine war… On every side they were engaged in deadly combat, yet without any noise that I could hear, and human soldiers never fought so resolutely. I have no doubt that it was a principle they fought for, as much as our ancestors, and not to avoid a three-penny tax on their tea; and the results of this battle will be as important and memorable to those whom it concerns as those of the battle of Bunker Hill, at least. I never learned which party was victorious, nor the cause of the war; but I felt for the rest of that day as if I had had my feelings excited and harrowed by witnessing the struggle, the ferocity and carnage, of a human battle before my door.” Well it’s too bad my battery died. And like Thoreau, I really don’t know who won as that battle raged on for a full another day. But—it’s just—a beautiful thing to see, though a little bit disturbing I suppose with all the casualties. But that’s nature, right? Anyways, coming up I have a poison ivy experiment. Yes, I rubbed poison ivy all over myself, which, has been just about as uncomfortable as when I let the most venomous insects in the world— those harvester ants—sting me over and over. Spread some knowledge. Be nature-heroic. Thanks for watching! Have a good one, cheers!