What do you do with a dead bird that rolls in from the waves onto your lakefront, tangled among the requisite blunted sticks and plastic whatnots?
In this case, the bird was pretty
ripe.
So—what to do?
About fifty yards up from my
lakefront, there’s an interesting red anthill. Some fifteen or twenty years
ago, the ants started their pile alongside a prickly pear cactus. All these
years later, the cactus has grown freakishly healthy within the anthill. Me
being me, I regularly walk up the hill just to watch the ants teeming over the
pile.
What if I could give nature a boost
in a strange way? What if I scooped up the bird with a shovel and placed it
beside the anthill? Would the ants—along with flies and beetles—scavenge and
repurpose the bird?
I’ve posted photographs of the bird
and the anthill.
Let’s see what happens.
—Mitchell Hegman
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