I crocheted a box of mushrooms while watching college football on the first. (We won our game and got some new coaches, and you don’t care, so moving on.)
The spherical contraption behind it is a spectacular ant farm. I made lots of neat environments. But, considering the ants were sitting around the post office over the long holiday weekend, they arrived today in a weakened tizzy, totally delirious. If they could talk human, they would’ve been saying some riotous things. I gave them some food in their tube, and now all (with exception to two) are being a bunch of lazy asses, sitting on their food instead of exploring. As for the other two, one is moving dirt around and the other is dead. I’m too impatient for science.
