a fire ant mound
a 16 year old boy and explosives
innocent bystanders: birdbath (birthday gift last year)
columbine, purple oxalis, cedar sage and holly fern
My sixteen year old son and several friends were tempted beyond restraint by a large, teeming mound of fire ants.
Filled to the brim with testosterone and glee, they studded the mound with an ample amount of explosives. Plentiful enough to crack the birdbath and blow the columbine, oxalis and cedar sage to smithereens. Within a couple of days the fire ants relocated their mound six inches from its original site. Clearly, this treatment for fire ants is ineffective.
This incident happened during Christmas break. It's taken me this long to get over it...
But it's time for forgiveness...the plants are thriving, the birdbath will be used as a base for tesserae and once again, I'm reminded of the amazing resilience of a garden and its inhabitants (welcome and unwelcome), and the fierce love of a mother for her boy.