The word of the day is ants.
Ants biting your toes when you’re barefoot in the kitchen. Large wood ants walking industriously by with their very large bits of leaves or feathers or wood. Ants swarming the purple-frosted cupcakes I bought for my friend to welcome her to town. Ants crawling on my arm as I try in vain to practice yoga at home. Ants following me when I leave my home, each itch I feel invariably being a small black ant inching its slow way across my shoulder, neck, back.
Rainy season is in full force here in Granada, as well it should be. It comes with many benefits. Continue reading “Hormigas”