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Fire Ants on the Crepe Myrtle tree, Lewisville TX. This photo does not represent life-sized fire ants, thankfully! I’m a bare-footer, so here in Texas I’ve adapted to getting stung at least once a day. These ants are everywhere in the south, year-round, and there is no eradicating them…you can only discourage them from growing colonies in certain areas; they just move from one location to another. It’s said that if you have fire ants in your yard you don’t get termites.Counting blessings then, I’d much rather have the ants.
Left: Children watch on as snake-wranglers demonstrate various tricks goading the rattlesnakes. Fangs have broken the balloons, foreground, during demonstrations at the annual Rattlesnake Roundup in Sweetwater, Texas. The Texan cultural tradition, both horrifying and curiously fascinating, takes place during Springtime every March, when thousands of rattlesnakes are competitively captured each year and placed in pits inside the local arena, with wrangling demonstrations, milking, skinning, tables of bizarre crafts, the sale of deep-fried rattlesnake, and even a meat-eating contest involving Miss Roundup’s participation. Next photo: Individuality – each snake has its own unique markings and colors.
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Now that we are moving from Texas and may never live there again, I’m so glad we went. View more photos posted on March 15th 2009, the initial post of Rattlesnake Roundup in Sweetwater TX.
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Moving from Texas to Oregon, this is the second round taking a few household items to have while our things are temporarily in storage until we find a house near Portland. I finally took the time to drive through The Petrified Forest State Park and through the Crystal Forest in Arizona. As traffic was low due to it being off-season, I was not concerned about laying on the road taking photos of this tumbleweed, but when finished I got up and saw a tour bus right there waiting for me to finish – nice that the driver didn’t honk.
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