{"id":20,"date":"2008-07-18T22:16:43","date_gmt":"2008-07-19T02:16:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/archives\/20"},"modified":"2008-07-18T22:16:43","modified_gmt":"2008-07-19T02:16:43","slug":"losing-the-battle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/?p=20","title":{"rendered":"Losing the battle."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ok, this has become a mission, a battle, and I&#8217;m losing miserably.  The section of lawn I&#8217;ve been watering diligently for the past two days is dry, and the grass is brittle once again.  I&#8217;ve taken this war of salvation on to the front yard, around the pond, in an attempt to preserve that oasis at least.<\/p>\n<p>At any one time, there are song birds, bees, wasps, butterflies, dragonflies, which have been joined by their cousins damselflies, and who knows what other members of the animal kingdom in a continuous parade to and from the pond in an effort to quench their thirsts.  Even the ants are swarming.<\/p>\n<p>I made the mistake of not looking where I stood this afternoon and learned quite quickly that I had entered a battle zone between red and black ants.  Both colonies were in the process of destroying each other, and I became a casualty of war from both sides.  I thought I had stepped on a thorn, then the sharp stinging moved rapidly to my ankles and up my legs.  Soldiers from each side were on the offensive as the battle moved to me.  I&#8217;m not sure if I became a new front, or an intended target, but I got the hell out of there quite rapidly.  Boy oh boy do those bite marks itch.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;ll be recounting this war, my own earth war, not the ants, in the days to come.<\/p>\n<p>O.P.W.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ok, this has become a mission, a battle, and I&#8217;m losing miserably. The section of lawn I&#8217;ve been watering diligently for the past two days is dry, and the grass is brittle once again. I&#8217;ve taken this war of salvation on to the front yard, around the pond, in an attempt to preserve that oasis [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-thoughts-and-refledctions"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=20"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=20"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=20"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.opwfredericks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=20"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}