Gardening Books and Cutter Ants

     While watering this evening, I wondered if collecting gardening books was a little like collecting diet books. Is it a postponement of the inevitable? Does it keep one in a state of fantasy?

      The day I bought this next book in New Normal, at a Half Priced Book Store near the hospital,  I had really high, lofty rose hopes. My roses were going to explode with supernaturally beautiful blooms.

     That was the fantasy. The reality is…

                              CUTTER ANTS.    

There is not a single chapter on cutter ants in any of my gardening books.

     This is their All You Can Eat Buffet table.  They have now stripped 6 of my rose bushes.

     We have tried everything.  I even tried to track down a product called Volcano, recommended to me by Miss Dixie in French Lique.  This nice gentleman I called at a feed and seed store in Jasper, Texas said, “No m’am. They don’t make that anymore.”

    

     I have enlisted my small band of troops.  My husband has gone out at night to track them back to their bed. He has dusted and sprayed.  I can almost hear them laughing.

     My father’s comment, after he tried one of his home remedies?

     “Sorry little devils,” (an expression he usually reserves for the IRS) .

     Any suggestions?